If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

After a cup of tea, there was a commotion outside the door, and the leaders including lions, tigers, wolves, leopards, etc. arrived at the great elder's house one after another.

He first glanced at the six people lying on the ground with their faces swollen like pigs, and then turned his puzzled eyes to the great elder.

"Two elders, who are these people? Why are they here?" Among these clan leaders, the tiger leader is the oldest and most concerned about the affairs of the clan. At this time, he could not help but ask first.

The Great Elder looked around in response to his question and found that everyone who should have arrived had arrived.

"Since we are all here, take a look at this first. Do you recognize anyone?" He handed the purse in his hand to the second elder who was closest to him, and then said, "I think everyone still remembers Mr. Chen San who was with the Saint Girl?"

All the clan leaders nodded their heads. After all, he, Young Master Feng and the Second Elder had driven back so many wild beasts at that time. The shocking scene was hard to forget.

"A few days ago, the Saint was passing through Haoyue's Fuzhou Prefecture when she was attacked by someone and was poisoned."

"Ah!" Everyone stood up in shock. The saint was the hope of the entire tribe. They had been looking forward to her day and night and finally had her here. She had easily solved a major issue concerning the survival of the tribe with just one move. It had only been a short period of time and they had encountered such a thing. How could people not be anxious?

"Saint, how is it now? Has the poison been cured?" The second elder had some knowledge of medicine. Based on her understanding of the first elder, the situation could only be more serious than he said: "Do you know what is missing? I will go and take a look right away."

"Who the hell did this? I'm going to skin him alive!" The bear tribe leader, who had just welcomed a grandson, shouted in a loud voice. The saint had given their whole family a new life, so who was so blind and bold as to do this?

"Yes, yes, yes, we must not let them off easily!"

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The leopard, fox, and mouse tribe leaders looked at the six people on the ground, and they were afraid to take up the topic. Especially the former second prince of the Hidden Country, now the tribe leader of the Lion Tribe, who changed his name to the original tribe name. Not only did their four tribes have criminal records, but now that these people appeared here, it was obviously related to the tribe.

The four of them prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that this was not done by those restless people in their tribe.

"Don't worry," the elder said, quickly grabbing the second sister who was about to leave. "Since Mr. Chen San sent her here, it means the Saint is fine. Otherwise, it would be Haoyue's cavalry army that is coming over now."

Hearing this, everyone gradually quieted down. The second elder then had the mind to carefully examine the purse handed over by the first elder. The material and color were extremely ordinary. The only thing that was noticeable was the pattern on it. It was so noticeable that anyone who had been to the tribe could recognize what was embroidered on it at a glance.

"I don't know who this purse belongs to, but I can be sure that the Saint's Temple is embroidered on it." The second elder looked at it over and over again, and finally shook his head and handed it to the tiger leader sitting in the first seat on the right, "Take a look at it, can you tell who it belongs to? Have you seen it before?"

The purse was passed from one person to another until it reached the hands of the new fox chief. He first looked at it several times, stared at the needle corner of the seal for a while, and finally picked it up with the thumb and index finger of both hands, looked at it back and forth against the light several times, as if to confirm something, and then handed it directly to the lion chief.

"Little brother, do you think it looks familiar?"

The lion chief's eyebrows jumped, and he was afraid of what would happen. But under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he had no choice but to reach out and pull it over. He lowered his head and saw the Saint's Temple on the purse at the first glance, and he was sure where it came from.

Because this needlework was so familiar, the eldest brother in the family had been showing off in front of him since he was a child. None of the new fox chief and mouse chief, who grew up together, could escape the fate of being stimulated.

With both witnesses and evidence, the Lion Clan had no way to argue. The Lion Clan leader closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had made up his mind. "This purse was made by my eldest brother's nanny. If I remember correctly, it should have belonged to her son. I wonder where he is now?"

It was good that someone acknowledged it. At least it had no direct relationship with his tribe. The other clan leaders in the room breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, with a sense of "I would rather die than let my friend die." Then there was a strong sympathy for the lion clan leader. He was unlucky to have such a brother.

The leader of the assassins was awakened by the pain from the wounds on his body. He had just regained consciousness when he heard the words of the second prince. He wished he could faint again.

The Great Elder happened to see his upper eyelids moving, and he pointed at him with a sneer and said to everyone in the room: "Ask the man on the ground where he is and you'll know."

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger. The tiger leader chuckled, stood up, stepped forward, and kicked the leader of the death squad. "Tell me, where is the eldest prince's brother? Who ordered you to assassinate the saint? Do you have other accomplices?"

All he got in return was a hissing sound of pain, nothing else.

"Wow, I didn't realize you were such a tough guy! I just wonder if the other five people are as tough as yours?" As he said that, he raised his leg and kicked the other five people lying next to him.

Perhaps it was because they had returned to their hometown, these men who had gritted their teeth and kept silent no matter how badly they were beaten outside, now let out a loud shout. For a moment, the house was filled with wailing.

Unfortunately, they had offended the wrong people this time, causing public outrage and becoming the public enemy of all the tribe members. Their howling not only did not arouse sympathy from everyone, but instead everyone glared at them.

"Why are you yelling? Since you had the courage to assassinate the saint, you should have known what the consequence would be. Now I have only kicked you a few times. If the tribe members get to know about this, they will skin you alive!" Chief Bear roared angrily.

"That's the Saint, the one the tribesmen had been waiting for for years, but you bastards almost destroyed her! Do you know who she is? She is the only eldest princess of the Haoyue royal family. If you really kill her as you wish, do you want to watch the tribe be exterminated?!"

"Ah! You bastards!!!" The bear chieftain became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and finally he kicked each of them a few more times. If the tiger chieftain hadn't stopped him, he might have kicked these people to death to vent his anger.

The assassins then understood why Situ Yidong and Feng Yishuang beat them to death even though they had guessed their identities. It turned out that they had really touched someone they shouldn't have touched.

They deserved to be beaten. Thinking of this, the six people were completely silent. They no longer had the face to wail, and they all shut their mouths tightly.