"Oh?"
Fei Ren's words, however, took Han Ning by surprise.
'Is this the same loyal, dutiful, and unyielding man that Fei Lie described?'
Even Fei Lie looked astonished when he heard what Fei Ren said.
Seeing Han Ning's disbelief, Fei Ren lowered his proud head and said in a muffled voice,
"Fei Ming and I are the same age. When we were competing for the position of Clan Leader, he used a scheme to assassinate my woman."
"Is that true?" Han Ning looked at Fei Lie.
"Ahem... This old servant is not aware of the details of this dispute. It must have been something Fei Ming did in extreme secrecy," Fei Lie coughed lightly.
Han Ning thought for a moment. He had no interest in digging up old grudges. But regardless of Fei Ren's motives, since he had taken the initiative to submit, having a public-facing proxy would save him the trouble of managing the Red Centipede Tribe's affairs.
However, superficial submission wasn't enough.
