The elder looked at Su Jiu with a particularly grave expression. "Especially you, Fellow Daoist Su. I don't know how you met him, but he is certainly no decent man.
"My nephew wasn't like this ten thousand years ago. Now that he has suddenly returned, I suspect something is seriously wrong with him.
"Otherwise, why did he choose to return neither sooner nor later, but right after our great battle ended?"
"To tell you the truth, the Nine-Tailed Tribe was already in a poor state, but after he returned, these mishaps only grew worse."
Yin Ze nodded in agreement beside him. He knew nothing about the rest, but their tribe had indeed begun undergoing drastic changes after Silver Snow appeared.
The most obvious of these was probably Yin Sang's sudden collapse.
Su Jiu raised an eyebrow. It seemed Silver Snow hadn't told them that she had met him in the Seal Grounds.
But... there was something wrong with Silver Snow?
None of the three were skilled with words, so they simply thanked the elder for his warning.
Before Silver Snow could bring the Emperor's Nectar, another fox came running over in a panic.
"Something terrible has happened! Young Master Yin Sang is coughing up blood!"
The newcomer was a female fox, though she didn't seem to belong to the Nine-Tailed Tribe.
Besides, since she addressed Yin Sang as Young Master here, she was likely from either the Three-Tail Clan or the Six-Tailed Tribe.
Given the Three-Tail Clan's current circumstances, however, she was more likely to belong to the Six-Tailed Tribe.
Yin Ze turned and vanished.
Though urgency showed on the elder's face, he still remembered that there were guests present.
They saw the elder cup his hands toward them. "Something has happened to one of our tribe's younger members again.