Inside the tent, the elders of the Lieshan Tribe exchanged looks as they watched "Shennong," who had looked utterly despairing just moments ago, suddenly perk up and shamelessly boast-no, confidently declare-that he would fight Xuanyuan for another three hundred rounds. They all wondered whether the Human Sovereign had suffered such a crushing mental blow that... he had gone mad.
Yes, he must have gone mad.
Fight Xuanyuan for three hundred rounds? Had he forgotten that the last time he fought, Xuanyuan had knocked him off his horse in just three rounds?
What made him think he could last that long against the man?
The elders all grumbled inwardly, but none dared say any of it aloud. After all, even if Shennong had lost every scrap of his dignity as Human Sovereign, he was still the leader of their Lieshan Tribe.
"Go, deliver a challenge to Xuanyuan. I want to arrange a battle with him!" Gungun had no idea what the elders were thinking, nor did he care. He had come to help Shennong, not to tend to the feelings of these so-called elders who did not even deserve names. He waved a large hand and issued his order.
"Yes, Human Sovereign." At "Shennong's" command, a middle-aged man who often served as an envoy to the various tribes stepped forward inside the tent and bowed with his hands clasped.
Yet he could not help sighing inwardly. Perhaps this will be our Lieshan Tribe's final battle. Alas...
The man then withdrew from the tent and headed for the Youxiong Tribe's camp, carrying the Tiger Tally.
Inside the tent, none of the Lieshan Tribe's elders tried to stop the order Gungun had issued through Shennong's body. They merely shook their heads and sighed.
As far as they were concerned, there was no point