Shi Shaoshuo could not understand what Xu Zimo meant.
But he did not ask further, merely saying, "Now that Young Master Xu has obtained the Supreme Hammer, are you planning to leave?"
"I have my own plans," Xu Zimo said, waving a hand.
Shi Shaoshuo nodded and did not press the matter.
At this moment, within the Feather Clan's territory,
the Feather Clan's upper echelons sat in the main hall, the atmosphere slightly grave.
"Speak your minds," Yu Feihuang finally said after a long while.
His voice carried weariness and depth.
Yu Shaoqing had been the younger generation he valued most, practically the heir to the next clan leader.
Now he had died just like that. No matter how one looked at it, this could not be let go.
The crowd below fell silent.
At last, an elder rose to his feet and said, "I think we should not fight them one by one.
We should simply flatten them."
"The strategy itself is fine. The key is that sudden appearance of that fellow, who threw everything into chaos," Yu Feihuang replied, shaking his head.
"Then who shall we send to fight now?" the elder asked.
"Shaoqing was already one of the strongest fighters in the clan. In a one-on-one fight, no one was certain of defeating him.
Yet he was killed so easily this time. Who still has that confidence?"
"I agree with the Second Elder. There is no need to fight them in matched battles.
We should directly storm Stone Sacred Mountain and kill Shi Shaoshuo."
Someone below continued.
"We have already successfully turned Elder Shi Yan to our side. With his prestige,
taking control of the Stone Clan should not be difficult."
"Good. If there are no objections, then we will storm Stone Sacred Mountain," Yu Feihuang