Like madmen, why do they fiercely hunt us when we've provoked them not?!"
In a certain mountain range of the Primordial, the three Cangtian brothers gathered.
They had just escaped from a pursuit by the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Three Clans.
Cangtian's face darkened as he looked at Yellow Sky with hatred, saying:
"Who knows what's gotten into them..."
Qing Tian's expression wasn't any better; being hunted by the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Three Clans for no reason would upset anyone!
"Big brother, what should we do next?"
Qing Tian was the strategist among the three brothers. Seeing the situation in the Primordial, he wanted to leave immediately but feared hurting his brothers' pride by saying so outright, so he diverted the topic.
Cangtian took a deep breath.
He knew Qing Tian wouldn't ask this without cause. Glancing at Yellow Sky, then back at Qing Tian's sullen face, he said:
"The Three Clans hold great power; we best not provoke them for now!
