The leader was sweating profusely as if he had been doused with water, dripping heavily all over his body. His bulging bovine eyes and heaving cattle nose flared intensely, and as he opened his mouth to breathe, red liquid dripped intermittently from him.
To be this sick and still lead his brothers recklessly all the way here, he truly was a fearless warrior.
"With so many of you coming, you must be seeking a way to live. In that case, why don't you all come in together, and I will heal you.
If you're healed, everyone will be happy, and you can go home.
If not, feel free to deal with my tribe as you wish."
The leader of the Wild Bull Clan was still panting heavily, his bloodshot eyes indicating he was on the verge of a frantic frenzy.
Jiang Lai left the door open, leaving the Wild Bull Clan, who had planned to rush in for revenge, bewildered and uncertain of what to do next.
