Tang Changsheng strode over and seized Qiang by the neck from behind.
Boom...
A wooden house in Hongdong Tribal Stockade collapsed under the blow. Chickens scattered and dogs leaped as chaos broke out everywhere.
Tang Changsheng gripped Qiang's neck and said coldly, "Tell me. When I was undergoing the trial, did you tamper with the wooden bridge? Why did it suddenly break when I crossed it?"
Wu Qiang was powerfully built, with tremendous strength. His neck was almost as thick as his face. No wonder people considered him the strongest warrior in Hongdong Tribal Stockade. His Bloodline had awakened too.
Yet with Tang Changsheng's hand around his neck, he could not resist at all.
Tang Changsheng did not know how Wu Qiang had unlocked his Bloodline power, but it was plainly different from his own path. The Fu Shi toxins in Wu Qiang's body remained potent, densely spread throughout it.
Wu Qiang wanted to say he had done nothing, but he could not get a word out. Fear seized him. In Tang Changsheng's eyes, he saw naked killing intent...
In truth, whether Wu Qiang had done it no longer mattered. Nor did it matter whether anyone had tampered with the bridge during the trial.
After all, Tang Changsheng was not the Natives youth named Hong Sheng.
But he had just awakened his Bloodline power, and he chose this way to establish his authority at once.
The warrior called Qiang had never been willing to submit to Hong An. He had carved out his own faction within the Tribal Stockade, establishing his own Mountain and commanding a force of his own.
So Qiang was the first person Tang Changsheng went after!
At this point, Tang Changsheng did not bring up the matter of choosing a leader at all. Instead, he casually