Facing the questioning from the three-handed alien, An Qing merely chuckled.
"No matter what you think, this position was given to me by the ancestor."
"If you have any issues, go talk to the ancestor, but before I step down, you all..."
"Have to listen to me."
Seeing Qing's devil-may-care attitude, everyone felt frustrated, as if punching a pillow.
How can this person be so shameless?
"Damn it, let me tell you, this is our last chance. If we screw up, you're dead!"
"What a joke, if we screw up, everyone will die. Does what you say make sense?" Qing sneered.
"Bastard, I..."
The three-handed alien was furious, about to make a move, when suddenly a stooped figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.
Noticing the newcomer's presence, the three-handed alien immediately dared not move.
They could only glare at Qing furiously.
Thud, thud, thud...
With every step the elder took, his cane thumped on the ground, sounding dull like drumbeats pounding on everyone's heart.
Smack!
