Xing Zhe, as long as you agree, I believe Yang Xiao will agree too. You've accompanied Yang Xiao through Ghost Gate, this favor, Yang Xiao ought to grant you."
Chu Tian smiled slightly.
He had grasped Xing Zhe's weakness. For Xing Zhe, his people are his soft spot; anything threatening the Xianghe Clan is something Xing Zhe would strive to prevent, even at the cost of his life and dignity.
Reality is harsh, the Xianghe Clan under Xing Zhe's leadership has indeed become quite weak; not to mention a joint attack by Chu Tian's Phantom Feather Tribe and Chi Long's Wula Clan, even a solo attack on the Xianghe Clan couldn't be resisted.
Xing Zhe also knew that Chu Tian and Chi Long were sons and successors of their respective tribal leaders; it wasn't impossible for the two tribes to retaliate against the Xianghe Clan.
Xing Zhe hesitated.
Chu Tian seized the moment and said:
