Chapter 101: Fei Li is His Life!

“What did you say?” Luo Sang looked at Qian Shi with confusion.

Thinking of the wolf tribe’s Aola, Qian Shi chuckled dismissively, “It’s strange that Fei Li has made too many enemies in the tribe, there are too many who want him dead. Enemies?”

Luo Sang immediately thought of Aola, who was constantly at odds with Fei Li. Could it be him?

Looking up at Qian Shi, Luo Sang said coldly, “I’m giving you a chance to leave the wolf tribe on your own, otherwise, I’ll make sure you don’t come back.” The tiger tribe paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

“Luo Sang, without Fei Li, do you really think you can defeat us just by yourself?” Hu Yin’s eyes were filled with mockery.

A cold gaze swept over the tiger tribe like a piercing icicle, and Luo Sang’s killing intent surged.

In his life, there was nothing else.

The tribe and Fei Li were not something anyone could easily touch.

The tribe was his refuge after the annihilation of his tribe, while Fei Li was his life.

As his emotions fluctuated, a layer of misty white light enveloped him, shocking the entire tiger tribe.

“What is this?”

“He’s not an orc, right? How could he have spiritual power?”

At this moment, discussions erupted among the tiger tribe.

Hu Yin turned around and glared at the orc who spoke, “Why are you panicking? It’s just spiritual power, how can he possibly match our entire tiger tribe?” Under Hu Yin’s reprimand, the tiger tribe seemed to regain some confidence.

“Is that so?”

As the words fell, Luo Sang brought his palms together, gathering a ball of spiritual power.

The ball of spiritual power continued to grow, instantly expanding dozens of times.

At this moment, the tiger tribe was thrown into complete chaos, with even Hu Yin and Qian Shi appearing frantic.

“How can this be? When did Luo Sang’s spiritual power become so strong?”

Ignoring Hu Yin’s mutterings, Qian Shi’s eyes darted around.

Based on the current situation, Luo Sang was clearly unbeatable.

The tiger tribe was no longer a good refuge, naturally, Qian Shi did not want to die alongside them.

He took a step forward, but he looked ready to flee.

Not far away, Fei Li, witnessing Luo Sang’s immense power, couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

‘Wow, I didn’t expect my partner to be so formidable!’

The dark night was illuminated by Luo Sang’s spiritual power ball, vividly reflecting the fear of the tiger tribe’s orcs.

“Don’t be afraid, let’s all go together.” Hu Yin was making a desperate gamble.

Just as the tiger tribe was about to charge, Luo Sang threw the spiritual power ball toward them, and the massive sphere instantly enveloped the tiger tribe, rendering all orcs immobile. Hu Yin instinctively twisted his body, glaring at Luo Sang with resentment, “What did you do?”

“It’s a shame that as the leader of the tiger tribe, you’ve been manipulated to this extent by a lion tribe orc. You’re simply too foolish to be my opponent.”

What the hell?

Hu Yin glanced sideways at Qian Shi, only to find that Qian Shi’s figure was already gone.

Suddenly looking up, he saw Qian Shi safe and sound. “Qian Shi, hurry up and defeat Luo Sang, come save us!”

With a mocking glance at Hu Yin, Qian Shi took advantage of Luo Sang’s distraction to transform into his lion form and flee.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and all the tiger tribe members were left dumbfounded.

“Hu Yin, now you know Qian Shi’s true colors, right? You’ve allied with such a deceitful person, don’t you think you’re foolish?”

With a cold snort, Hu Yin refused to concede, “My tribe has fallen into your hands, now you can kill or torture us as you wish.”

“Very well, then let’s settle old scores along with the new ones!”

If it weren’t for Hu Yin, he and Fei Li wouldn’t have been separated for three whole years.

It was time to settle these bloody and tearful accounts with Hu Yin.

Luo Sang’s words stirred up a commotion among the tiger tribe.

In the face of death, no one could remain calm.

“Lord Hu Yin, we don’t want to die.”

“Yes, Lord Hu Yin, you must find a way to take us away from here.”

Unable to move, Hu Yin glanced sideways at his tribe members, his eyes filled with a hint of guilt.

Because of his own selfish desires, he had led the entire tiger tribe into a desperate situation, he was unworthy of being their leader.

Turning back, Hu Yin looked straight at Luo Sang. “Luo Sang, in the end, this is a personal grudge between us. You can kill me, and I won’t complain, but I hope you can spare my tribe.”

“Lord Hu Yin—” Luo Sang cast a shallow glance at Hu Yin with his deep-set eyes, remaining silent.

“As long as you spare my tribe, I won’t resist and will obediently accept my death.”

The tiger tribe orcs all turned their gazes toward Hu Yin in unison.

Thinking of the tragic death of Xiao Dingdang, Luo Sang coldly snorted, “When you killed Xiao Dingdang, didn’t you think that your own tribe would one day face this fate?”

If Hu Yin could risk his life to protect his tribe, then Luo Sang could also fight desperately to avenge his own.

Those who harm his tribe are unforgivable!

The misty white spiritual power ball suddenly emitted heat, making the tiger tribe orcs feel as if they were trapped in a giant steamer.

As the temperature continued to rise, the weaker orcs in the tiger tribe were already sweating profusely.

Feeling uncomfortable yet unable to move was worse than death.

The sounds of pained whimpers from his tribe members echoed in his ears as Hu Yin gritted his teeth and glared at Luo Sang.

“Xiao Dingdang wasn’t killed by us, it was Aola from your wolf tribe who handed his corpse over to us.”

Qian Shi had discovered Aola’s hatred for Fei Li and planned to stir up Aola’s deeper resentment, using him against the wolf tribe.

Hu Yin began to recall that day… In order to bring down Fei Li, Qian Shi continuously brainwashed Aola.

Just as they were about to leave the wolf tribe, they encountered Xiao Dingdang playing alone on the road.

Qian Shi stopped in his tracks, his gaze locked tightly on Xiao Dingdang.

“What are you going to do this time?” After several failures, Hu Yin no longer trusted Qian Shi as he once had.

With a cold smirk, Qian Shi walked straight toward Xiao Dingdang and grabbed him.

“Little brat, are you from the wolf tribe?”

Xiao Dingdang, unaware of the approaching danger, nodded obediently, his round eyes fixed on Qian Shi.

From the wolf tribe.

He’s actually from the wolf tribe.

Qian Shi ground his teeth in frustration, revealing his sharp fangs.

“Ah—what are you going to do?”

Xiao Dingdang’s cries attracted Aola from not far away.

Aola had a good relationship with Xiao Chun and immediately recognized that the voice belonged to Xiao Dingdang.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Aola rushed over to Hu Yin and Qian Shi.

Seeing Xiao Dingdang being held high by Qian Shi, Aola shouted loudly, “What are you doing? Let Xiao Dingdang go!”

Upon seeing Aola, Qian Shi and Hu Yin were momentarily stunned.

Putting Xiao Dingdang down, Qian Shi smiled at Aola, “You came just in time, I’ve thought of a way to deal with Fei Li.”

As Qian Shi laid out his plan, Aola’s face turned pale in an instant.

Although he didn’t see eye to eye with Fei Li, Xiao Dingdang was just a child after all.

Setting aside the fact that Xiao Dingdang was the child of his friend, he wasn’t crazy enough to harm a child.

Casting a glance at Xiao Dingdang, Aola didn’t hesitate to reject Qian Shi.

“If you don’t agree, that’s fine, I’ll go find Luo Sang and Fei Li and tell them that you’re actually one of our people placed in the wolf tribe. Do you think the wolf tribe would spare you?”

Aola glared at Qian Shi, his teeth clenched. “Do you think Lord Luo Sang would believe you?”

“Do you know how Yin Lang died? Do you think Luo Sang would believe you?” Qian Shi retorted smugly.

Having spent three years in the tribe, Aola had heard of the notorious traitor Yin Lang and his disgraceful actions.

As an orc of the wolf tribe, he secretly colluded with the lion tribe, even hoping to replace Luo Sang.

With Yin Lang as a cautionary tale, no one in the wolf tribe dared to associate with other tribes anymore.

“You…” Aola’s clenched fist suddenly loosened.

Now was not the time to act impulsively, if he angered Qian Shi, not only would he be unable to escape unscathed, but Xiao Dingdang’s safety would also be at risk.

Calming down, Aola’s expression softened considerably. “I’ll agree to your terms, but let me handle Xiao Dingdang personally!”

“Can you bring yourself to do it? Don’t lie to me.”

“Rest assured, I will hand over Xiao Dingdang’s corpse to you.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Dingdang burst into loud cries, looking at the three before him with terrified eyes.

Under Qian Shi’s gaze, Aola walked toward Xiao Dingdang and slapped him hard.

Xiao Dingdang was stunned by the hit and, once he came to his senses, his cries grew even louder.

“I’m going back to tell my Dada to kill you!”

(Dada: refers to his father.)

Ignoring Xiao Dingdang’s threats, Aola looked up at Qian Shi, “So can I take Xiao Dingdang and leave now?”

“Sure, I’ll give you one night. By tomorrow morning, I want to see Xiao Dingdang’s corpse.”

Aola glanced back at Qian Shi and Hu Yin, then tucked Xiao Dingdang under his arm and left.

Hu Yin watched the two walk away and said, “Will he listen?”

“If he can get rid of Fei Li and stay in the tribe, of course, he won’t refuse,” Qian Shi replied confidently.

Gradually returning from his memories, Hu Yin looked at Luo Sang and laughed heartily, “Luo Sang, it’s your incompetence that allowed that little brat to be killed by someone from his own tribe, you don’t deserve to be the tribe leader at all.”

The murderous intent in Luo Sang’s eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of guilt.

With his distraction, the spiritual power surrounding the tiger tribe diminished sharply, and the tiger tribe suddenly found they could move.

Quickly transforming into orc form, Hu Yin’s sharp claws and teeth began tearing at the spiritual ball.

Seeing this, the other tiger tribe orcs also began to tear at the spiritual ball.

In an instant, a gap was ripped open in the spiritual ball, and Hu Yin was the first to break free from its confines.

Fei Li, returning with Qian Shi, happened to see this scene and immediately shouted, “Luo Sang, what are you thinking?”

Snapping back to reality, Luo Sang urged the spiritual power to repair the spiritual ball.

Aside from Hu Yin, the rest of the tiger tribe remained trapped by Luo Sang’s spiritual ball.

Seeing Fei Li bring Qian Shi back, Luo Sang was momentarily stunned.

When his eyes met Fei Li’s, Luo Sang quickly looked away. “Fei Li, it’s all my fault, Xiao Dingdang’s death is my doing.”

Self-reproach covered Luo Sang’s defined face, adding a touch of melancholy to his expression.

Completely immersed in guilt, Luo Sang tugged at Fei Li’s heartstrings.

Shouldn’t he have been honest with Luo Sang?

Glancing resentfully at Qian Shi, the root of all this trouble, he said, “Listen to me, Xiao Dingdang is not dead.”