"Don't worry. He isn't one of our White Wolf Tribe either. Besides, we watched you grow up all these years. You're already a child of our White Wolf Tribe." Wu Tai helped Wu Daoyi up, worry showing on his face as he looked at the mutated left arm. "I don't know whether this experience will prove a blessing or a curse. Remember, you must never act rashly again. With your talent, as long as you settle down and apply yourself, your future will surely be boundless!"
"Chief of Fangs, can you tell me who my parents really are? Why erase my earlier memories?"
"The White Wolf Ancestral Spirit brought you here. You were gravely wounded and unconscious then. We don't know what happened to you and your parents, nor do we know who your parents are."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! You've been telling me that for ten years, but I absolutely refuse to believe it!"
"Have we ever mistreated you in these ten years? Every word we've told you is true. Once you become a Xiu Zun, the position of the tribe's Chief of Fangs will be yours. I hope you can shoulder the responsibility of defending the tribe."
Still unable to learn his origins, Wu Daoyi roared and sprang up. He felt limitless power surging through his left arm and swung it fiercely, throwing a heavy punch. A thick beam of black light shot toward the Silver Frost Forest, blasting apart a vast stretch of boulders and wooded slopes with a thunderous crash. Dense black mist rolled through the smoke.
Seeing Wu Daoyi unleash such a terrifying punch, Wu Tai's expression grew grave. Just as he had said, he did not know whether Wu Daoyi's experience was a blessing or a curse.
Mu Bai stayed