At this moment, the people of the Beiluo Tribe spoke: "Are they kneeling to beg for mercy?"
"Since they've knelt down, let's spare them. It's better for the two tribes not to have a conflict."
The Beastmen of the Beiluo Tribe did not want disputes at this time, as everyone was busy hunting to prepare for the snowy season.
Su Muyao listened to these words, her expression tightened slightly. Now living in the Beiluo Tribe, she couldn't ignore everyone's thoughts.
She turned her head to signal Wen Nanxi to withdraw the pressure.
Wu Cui Fei looked at Lion Peak with a look of disdain and said, "Useless."
"Couldn't even protect me outside, letting me be bullied like this, what's the use of you as a Beast Husband, still the son of the Beishili Tribe leader, being bullied by the people of the Beiluo Tribe like this, it's a disgrace to the Beishili Tribe..."
"And you can use the Blood Sacrifice method, what are you afraid of..."
