The Qiongqi Tribe elder’s expression twisted menacingly as he noticed Gan Tian’s grievously wounded state. His brows furrowed, and he retorted in a booming voice. “Diabolic Sound Heavenly Maiden, do not spout such venomous slanders! When did our Qiongqi Tribe ever instruct you to do such a thing?!” 0

The onlookers, who had been ready to capture Gan Tian the moment she appeared, tacitly held back upon witnessing this scene. Since she was gravely injured, she couldn’t flee. This was a perfect opportunity for them to uncover who was pulling the strings behind her.0

Gan Tian snorted coldly. “You’ve never done it? You dare act but not take responsibility? Cowards!0

“Previously, your Qiongqi Tribe sent someone to get in touch with me, asking me to secretly probe the foundations of the various tribes, focusing on determining whether any ancient old ancestors remained. I saw that your Qiongqi...0