The voices from outside made Zhang Tie understand two things in an instant: word of his arrival in the Gray Eagle Tribe had already spread, and whatever their purpose—whether to undermine Aurora's prestige or cut down a potential future helper of hers—the other two elders of the Gray Eagle Tribe apparently did not wish to see him remain alive.
Seton and Aurora probably still did not know what was happening here. These people wanted to turn it into a fait accompli before arguing with Aurora, because no matter what, he was only a wanted criminal, an outsider. Aurora could never completely fall out with the other two elders over someone like him.
That was why they were so fearless. They wanted to send people to kill him first.
Listening to the sounds outside, a cold glint flashed through Zhang Tie's eyes. He had never shown any mercy toward those who wanted his life.
You brought this to my doorstep yourselves.
Zhang Tie spoke to himself as he drained the remaining sea-buckthorn wine in one gulp.
The sounds of fighting outside were brief. In just a few seconds, Zhang Tie heard the young man guarding the door being knocked to the ground.
"Seton won't let you get away with this...!" the young man shouted.
"Stuff his mouth!"
"Mmph... mmph..."
After the young man's voice was completely silenced, the door to Zhang Tie's little wooden cabin was kicked open with a thunderous bang...
The instant the door flew open, Zhang Tie seized the thick solid-wood table before him, weighing over two hundred kilograms, with both hands. Like swatting a fly, he gripped the tabletop and smashed it with all his strength toward the doorway...
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