Wine Cannot Drown Tonight's Sorrows

The footsteps came in a rush. The Grand Elder strode over. "Clan Chief, something happened. Something huge!"

"Speak!"

"Last night, the Li Clan sent out its entire force and annihilated the Wild Clan!"

"Annihilated?" the Clan Chief cried softly.

"Yes. Huang Zhengdao died. Every Wild Clan elder was killed. The Wild Clan's thirteen peaks have all been occupied by the Li Clan. Of the Bridge Realm's one hundred and ninety-three clans, only one hundred and ninety-two remain."

The Clan Chief's entire body stiffened.

Beside him, Er Yan'er, the lovely young woman of the Long-Eared Clan, parted her lips slightly, seemingly frozen stiff as well.

Among the clans of the Bridge Realm, not a day passed without disputes.

But when had anyone ever heard of an entire clan being wiped out?

And wiped off the rolls outright, at that.

That was because the hundred clans of the Bridge Realm had all come through endless strife. Those that could be destroyed had long since been destroyed. Any that still remained must have had their reasons for surviving—perhaps overwhelming strength, perhaps intertwined alliances. In any case, there were forces that kept one another in check.

Yet overnight, the Li Clan had destroyed the Wild Clan.

"In terms of overall strength, the Wild Clan was clearly stronger than the Li Clan. How could they have been wiped out in a single night? Which force intervened?"

"There was no outside force. Just one man! This man devised a plan, a simple three-step strategy, and a great clan with a thousand-year legacy vanished into ashes." The Grand Elder's expression was exceptionally grave.

"Who?"

"The wild card who ruined our clan's marriage alliance with the Li Clan. His surname is Su, and he is from the Litian Tribe!"

"Him?" Er Yan'er said. "What sort of exquisite tactics