In the largest tent of the Barbarian Clan, Sangdian reclined on an animal-skin couch, drowsily enjoying the singing and dancing. In a few days, when his old man breathes his last, he would become the new king of the Barbarian Clan, and those Beast Teams would come under his command.
However, before that, he must obtain that thing. He didn't believe that old immortal could hold on forever.
The tent's curtain was lifted, and a graceful figure walked in. Her tight-fitting red dress outlined a fiery figure, invigorating Sangdian, who was already feeling a bit sleepy.
But upon seeing her full head of gray hair, Sangdian couldn't help but feel a touch of regret; otherwise, she would be an extraordinarily seductive beauty.
"Alright, everyone leave." Sangdian waved his hand at the dancing girls performing beneath.
The dancers retreated with bows, and Honglian swaggered over to Sangdian.
