A whole crowd of burly men like these, so much like the Wu Clan, was bound to love good wine!
The old man drank and laughed heartily, without the slightest reserve. Just like the Wu Clan outside, these men had no hidden agendas. They were straightforward through and through!
Ren had seen what they were like. That was why he had made friends with them so quickly.
Now, eating meat and drinking wine in hearty gulps, Ren looked at the old man and asked, "Sir... just what kind of people are the Heavenly Wu Clan? I've never heard of your clan in the Primordial World!"
"Cough, cough..." The old man choked on his wine at Ren's words. "You've never heard of us? How is that possible? Traces of the Heavenly Wu Clan are all over the Primordial World. Anyone who pays a little attention should know we once existed! Some of our people loved carving our glorious deeds into stone. They left carvings across half the Primordial World! By rights, those carvings should have kept stories of our clan alive!"
Something suddenly came to Ren. "Carvings left behind? Could they be the murals Uncle Duobao once mentioned? But those murals have almost all vanished! They say the Beast Emperor Shen Ni stumbled upon something and ordered the entire Barbaric Beast Tribe to scour the Primordial World and strip it bare. The Barbaric Beast Tribe then rampaged across it, leveling everything! Maybe that story is true, and the murals depicting the Heavenly Wu Clan were destroyed or damaged in that calamity. That would explain why no one in the Primordial World can find any information about your clan now!"
Fear and grief flashed beneath the old man's clouded gaze. "So the Beast Demon was called Shen Ni! That fiend certainly could