"Let go of me right now, you brat!" Ju Wu roared. "I've memorized your face! You're dead today! Kill me in front of everyone if you've got the guts! Otherwise, none of you will leave the Jiang Tribe!"
"Of course." Du Yu nodded. "You're right. I'm definitely killing you today. Otherwise, there'll be no end to the trouble."
Du Yu's words rang out with unwavering conviction, reaching the ears of everyone nearby.
Some people even thought they had misheard.
How bold was this outsider? Was he really going to kill someone?
"Let go, outsider!" A burly man came forward and tugged at Du Yu. "Uncle Ju Wu's father is Ju Mang!"
Du Yu laughed in exasperation. "Your uncle's father? Could you stretch that connection any further? A friend of my friend is Pangu."
"Boy!" Cold sweat covered Ju Wu's face as he spoke through gritted teeth. "Don't act tough. My ancestor will never let you off!"
"Don't worry. If all of you die here, word won't get out."
Hearing their exchange, Dong Qianqiu grew uneasy. "Du Yu, Ju Mang was the wood god of the Elder Era, one of the ancient great gods! His legend might have nothing to do with this Ju Wu, but killing Ju Wu will definitely have some consequences!"
Du Yu frowned slightly. "The wood god?"
Like Zhurong, Gonggong, and Houtu, did Ju Mang represent wood, one of the five elements?
"Heh, hehehe..." Ju Wu forced an ugly smile onto his savage face. "Scared now? It's too late to be scared... You'll die, every man in your tribe will die, and your women will all become my playthings..."
Du Yu couldn't help feeling a little sorry for Ju Wu. "You're going to kill the men I brought with me? That'll be difficult. You probably couldn't beat