A relieved smile appeared on the White Tiger Clan Leader's face when he saw Ophelia agree. Seeing that she intended to absorb them into the Fu Clan, Bai Ma steadied his breathing.
"Alright, Ophelia," Bai Ma said. "If you want to absorb the Tiger Clan, I can agree to spare their people, but he and that little bitch must die." The "little bitch" referred to Hu Ya's mother.
The White Dragon Clan Leader also looked stern. "Ophelia, if you still consider me your uncle, then do not stop us."
"Alright," Ophelia said. "He and his mate are yours to deal with."
The White Tiger Clan Leader knew he couldn't escape this fate; he didn't struggle. His eyes were simply red. "Ophelia, my son Hu Ya is innocent. He knew nothing of what I did. Please, for the sake of his youth, spare him this time."
