"Wang Zuhuan, is your punishment a bit light?"
In the silence, the gray-clothed elder asked with a faint smile, but his facial expression betrayed no emotion.
Wang Zuhuan frowned slightly, then cautiously said, "Brother Tian, what kind of punishment do you think I should receive?"
"To my knowledge, according to the customs of the water tribe, murdering the disabled is unforgivable. Those who harbor malice towards the inheritors shall not be pardoned."
"Based on Wang Zuhuan's actions, all of you have committed these two crimes!"
The gray-clothed elder said indifferently, but suddenly appeared cold.
When Wang Zuhuan spoke, not only did his face look grim, but also the faces of other elders.
"Brother Tian is right. The water tribe has two rules."
"But as the saying goes, those who are unaware are innocent. I did not know about the true identity of the proud child inheritor. Their actions may have some faults."
Wang Zuhuan's face was innocent, neither hurried nor slow.
