If not for the restraint of clan rules, they would have started fighting long ago.
"Clan Leader, what exactly is with that thunder strike?"
"What thunder strike?" Li Debo couldn't help but furrow his brows. He had been busy handling the aftermath lately, so caught up and exhausted that he had no idea what had been happening outside.
"Uh..."
The clansmen who had come to him suddenly became clear-headed by his question, a look of awkward embarrassment appearing on their faces.
But under Li Debo's persistent questioning, they eventually recounted how the whole incident began and unfolded.
"Thunder strike?"
A thoughtful look crept onto Li Debo's face as he probed further, "The Spirit Mountain you speak of—is it where Spirit Ancestor Qingpeng is in seclusion?"
"Yes, yes, that's the place."
Seeing this, a bolder clansman asked, "Clan Leader, do you know something?"
