"Father, Mother, save me!"
The young boy immediately began to plead for help, his tender face full of fear.
"Let go of my child!"
A man and a woman rushed out from the crowd, desperately dashing towards the child in the loincloth.
Yan Wei's face changed, and he hurriedly shouted, "Stop them quickly!"
Several strong men immediately surged forward, firmly holding the man and woman.
The cultivation of these two was only at the level of War Ancestor, rushing forward like this was simply courting death.
"Let me go."
"I must save my child."
However.
The man and woman seemed possessed, screaming madly.
One couldn't blame them.
In this world, what parent doesn't care for their child?
Watching their child step towards death, they would naturally go insane.
"Everyone, calm down!"
Yan Wei frowned and shouted.
"That's not your child, of course you can be calm!"
"Let me tell you, our Sky Tiger Tribe is in this situation all because of you!"
