On the second day after Chu Ming became the Saint Envoy, the news spread throughout the Saint Tribe, causing a huge uproar. Everyone was astonished.
"Brother Qin, what should we do this time?"
In a corner of the tribe, Luo Xiong looked at Qin Huan with a face full of unease, forcing a smile as he asked.
"You ask me? How would I know!"
Qin Huan's face was cold. Speaking of which, he was the one who had suffered the most injustice. Originally, he and Chu Ming were unfamiliar with each other, and he just wanted to show off in front of his subordinates. Little did he know that Chu Ming would leap up and become the Saint Envoy, standing alongside his grandfather.
"He is now the Saint Envoy, so he probably won't make things difficult for us."
Qin Huan took a deep breath, slowly comforting himself.
"However, you'd better stay away from Gu Xiaodie in the future, or you can't blame me for not warning you if you die!"
