"However, clearly, my luck was better. I found you."
After Wang Sheng finished speaking, he simply stood there, smiling at Ye Lin.
"Oh? Now that is interesting. How many prodigies are there in the entire Second Region? And how many powerful experts could those three families possibly have when combined?"
"Has the situation truly become so dire that you had to invite me out of seclusion? Then may I say that all of you are useless fools?"
With his hands clasped behind his back, Ye Lin looked at Wang Sheng before him with great interest.
How many prodigies were there in the entire Second Region?
Ye Lin did not know.
But Ye Lin knew there were many—far too many, so many that they could not be counted.
If those prodigies joined forces, even one spit from each of them would be enough to drown those three clans that had emerged into the world.
And under such circumstances, they were still being beaten back step by step by the three clans' alliance?
"Venerable Ye Lin, then you are mistaken. Our Eight Ancient Clans merely lack someone to take the lead. After much discussion, we decided that person should still be you."
"That is why we came to find you, to lead us."
"Is this the attitude you have when asking someone for help? If this is your attitude, then you may leave."
Ye Lin looked at Wang Sheng and directly gave him the order to leave.
Now he understood. Put nicely, they lacked someone to take the lead, and he would be returning as their leader.
Put bluntly, they lacked a thug.
A free, powerful thug.
"Venerable Ye Lin, the living beings of the Second Region jointly bestowed the title of Venerable upon you. Now that the Second Region faces a