Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
As Ye Zhongming spoke, the atmosphere in the tent reached a freezing point.
Although the Posthumous people couldn’t understand what he was saying, his tone was not good.
Han Yihao and Sun Yang looked at each other and saw the joy in their eyes.
They had hope of freedom today.
Ah Tao’s brows jumped. He looked at Dabu’s tribe staring at him and felt awkward.
As the leader of a small tribe, his status was not as high as Dabu’s. Although Posthumous people struggled to survive, they were very united. But that was built on certain foundations. If there were conflicts, the small tribes were often the ones who suffered.
Dabu’s tribe was medium-sized and several times stronger. Ah Tao couldn’t offend them. If he translated his words as it was, they would have a conflict.
But did Ah Tao want to offend Ye Zhongming? No, not. He even decided to keep Ye Zhongming in the tribe even if he offended the few kings of the Posthumous race.
Could Dabu, the kings, make their lives better? Would they stop their collapse? Will they save them?
No, they won’t. Any help they gave would be limited.
But what did Ye Zhongming bring to them in these few days? Good weapons, food, high morale, and strength increase. He was… The hope for the future.
There was never a moment where he felt such hope for the future.
How would such a person put him in a bad situation?
Ah Tao rolled his eyes, “Dabu, I can ensure with my life that he is not from Dawn Saint Hall. These two are his friends and aren’t our enemies. If you can follow the good traditions of the past and release them, we can satisfy some conditions. Ye is saying all this, but he is too anxious, so I hope you can forgive him.”
Although what he said was similar to what Ye Zhongming meant, he made it sound less direct.
The tent's atmosphere improved, but the couple was still filled with disbelief.
Although they didn’t have good thoughts toward the Posthumous people, they had spent a long time here and knew how strong this leader was. They couldn’t estimate his strength, but they co
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