Le Luoluo had never imagined he would see a scene like this!
Although he had hurried over to see his father, he had not truly believed anything would happen to him. His father had been bedridden for years and held no power; Chief was merely a title, and he posed no threat. Whoever had stirred up trouble, once they controlled the situation, they could simply keep his father around as a ceremonial figurehead. There was no need to harm him. Still, the bond between father and son meant he had to see him in person before he could truly feel at ease. Compared with his father's situation, he was actually more worried about whether one of the Zuo Youhaye was backing Guo Shao. After all, Guo Shao's foundations were far too shallow. Could he really have caused such a commotion alone?
There was no time to think it through. He drew his saber and ran toward the house. Everyone except Wang Yang was horrified as well and hurried after him.
Two women emerged from inside and blocked the doorway. They were the personal maids who attended the Old Chief.
The two women stood beside the corpses sprawled across the ground. Faced so suddenly with so many people, their faces were somewhat pale and their hair slightly disheveled, yet neither lost her nerve. One spoke in the Barbarian Language, the other in Chinese, saying in turn:
"The Chief has given orders. He will see only Young Master Wang."
The tribespeople all froze. Le Luoluo was beside himself and paid them no heed, charging straight inside!
But the Old Chief soon scolded him back out. He looked at Wang Yang with a very strange expression. "Father says he wants to see you..."
"It's all right," Wang Yang said. "I'll keep the Chief