Published: March 12, 2025
Zhan Yue listened to Zhao Hai's words and his expression turned grim. After a while, he suddenly gritted his teeth, raising his head to look at Zhao Hai and said, “Please, sir, take action and eliminate Zhan Yifei. That way, the Winged Horse Tribe will have no one to stop our people from entering the space.”
Zhao Hai and everyone in the great hall were taken aback. No one had expected Zhan Yue to make such a request to Zhao Hai; it was akin to openly plotting rebellion.
The others in the great hall were also stunned, especially those from the Winged Horse Tribe. The members present were all influential figures, having watched Zhan Yue grow up. They understood very well what kind of person he was, but no one could have anticipated that he would utter such words.
For a moment, all eyes in the great hall were focused on Zhan Yue. He stood still, looking at Zhao Hai, and spoke solemnly, “Sir, it is not that I, Zhan Yue, want to rebel. Please consider, if you do not eliminate all those in this room who oppose entering the space today, our Winged Horse Tribe will be waiting for annihilation. Compared to my clan’s people, what is the life of just a few individuals? Please, sir, take action!”
Zhao Hai was momentarily stunned. To be honest, he had never thought about taking action. He knew full well that dealing with Zhan Yifei would be incredibly easy, but if he took action today, it would only raise more concerns for Man Jin Song and Fei'er, which would be quite disadvantageous for him.
The main issue was that if this matter were to leak out and reach the ears of other vassal races and the otherworldly divine race, Zhao Hai would encounter even more troubles in the future.
In fact, over the past few days, while dealing with the divine race, Zhao Hai had encountered several vassal races. These races had maintained a somewhat indifferent attitude towards him, which made Zhao Hai very displeased with the otherworldly divine race.
If he intervened in the affairs of the Winged Horse Tribe and it became known to those vassal races, they might come looking for trouble with Zhao Hai afterward, something he wanted to avoid.
However, since Zhan Yue was making such a request of him now, he really had a hard time refusing. In fact, with Zhan Yue's request, the nature of the situation had changed.
If Zhan Yue had not requested Zhao Hai to take action, it would have been an interference in the internal affairs of the Winged Horse Tribe, effectively a form of indirect domination over them. Now that Zhan Yue had made this request, it was as if the people of the Winged Horse Tribe were asking him for help, and the nature of the situation was completely different.
Of course, Zhao Hai could not concern himself with how others perceived this situation; perhaps others would think that Zhan Yue and Zhao Hai were merely acting in concert.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Hai glanced at Man Jin Song. Although Man Jin Song was a straightforward member of the barbarian tribe, he understood Zhao Hai's intentions at this moment.
Man Jin Song said solemnly, “Sir, if killing one person can save the lives of a whole tribe, I also ask you to take action.”
Upon seeing this situation, Zhan Yifei panicked, shouting, “Zhao Hai, if you dare to move against me, the Winged Horse Tribe will not let you go!”
Zhao Hai looked at Zhan Yifei as if he were a clown. He coldly replied, “The Winged Horse Tribe won't let me go? Hahaha, do you think I, Zhao Hai, fear your Winged Horse Tribe? If it weren’t for Zhan Yue and their sake, I could wipe out your Winged Horse Tribe without hesitation. Have I not already massacred enough of the human race?”
Hearing this, Zhan Yifei was momentarily stunned. He knew too well that Zhao Hai's words were no exaggeration. The number of people Zhao Hai had killed since entering the divine race territory was likely more than the entire Winged Horse Tribe combined, and he had annihilated several clans of the divine race already. Would he really care about killing one more Winged Horse Tribe?