Before long, Zhang San followed the people from the Source of Longevity to a tribal location.
From a distance, Zhang San saw dead bodies scattered throughout the war-torn area and couldn't help but furrow his brows.
However, Zhang San noticed that Tikuz and the others beside him looked indifferent, confirming that this tribe had likely already been ravaged by war before they arrived.
Or perhaps... it was they who did the ravaging.
"Boss, we met someone who claims to be from Great Sui, hoping we would join Great Sui! So, we brought him back!"
As Tikuz shouted towards the tribe, a burly man with a knife scar on his face, looking extremely fierce, walked out.
The man wasn't as tall or robust as An Luxiu, only half a head taller than Zhang San.
As he stepped out from between the tents, he stepped into a puddle on the blood-red ground, exuding a menacing aura.
"Why are there an extra woman and an old man?"
