By the next day, Wenlong had returned to Wang Family Village. Elder Wang and Elder Liu had long been watching from atop the high wall. When they saw him riding back, they were beside themselves with joy.
He had barely reined in his horse when the two elders hurried forward to pay their respects. "There's no need to stand on ceremony, elders. Let's talk inside the village." Wenlong urged them to head back inside.
In the village hall, Wenlong said with a faint smile, "On this trip to the Kai family, I brought the Smithy back. Besides acquiring their wealth, I also killed someone in the Lord realm."
Elder Liu immediately bowed deeply. "Thank you, young master, for avenging my clansmen. I will never forget your great kindness for as long as I live." With that, he burst into tears.
Neither Wenlong nor Elder Wang tried to console him. They understood how deeply the brutal deaths of his clansmen had wounded him, and the anguish of being powerless to avenge them.
Nothing in this world was more painful than losing loved ones. Wenlong and Elder Wang had experienced it too, and neither felt any better.
Only after a long while did Wenlong speak. "Sooner or later, we will avenge our clansmen. Nothing can stop that. First, we must increase our strength as quickly as possible and improve our ability to protect ourselves."
The two elders hurriedly replied, "Please tell us your plans, young master. We'll do everything we can to help strengthen the entire clan as quickly as possible."
Wenlong took out everything from the Treasure Vault, filling the hall in an instant.
"Young master, put it away for now. We need to build a Treasure Vault before we can store it." At the sight of such vast wealth, the