Old Vulture was quiet for a moment, then he shook his head and said, “Ming’er, you don’t understand my intentions. I know Lei Zhen’s temper well. He is forcing the whole Battle clan towards death. I must stop him so that the Battle clan has a chance to live! Lei Zhen is no longer suitable to be the clan leader. I have already spoken to Zhao Danchen—the next clan leader will be you, Lei Ming!”1

Lei Ming trembled. Being made clan leader was a huge temptation to him.0

“Father, please elaborate on your plan,” Lei Ming said respectfully, bowing.0

“Our side must win two rounds to win the bet. However, Zhao Danchen has told me that the Battle clan will never win. And if the Battle clan loses, with Lei Zhen’s personality, he will surely lead the whole clan to fight to their deaths. But take a look at the Martial Alliance! The Battle clan is not fit even to carry the shoes of the Martial Alliance. When that happens, the entire clan will surely die. Not just Lei Zhen, but even we will become the criminals who wronged generations...0