"What did you just say?" Clan Leader Ye was originally discussing follow-up matters in detail with Liu Xuanming.
However, when this Human Cultivator hurriedly rushed over, he immediately stood up and knocked the teacup on the table to the ground.
The teacup fell to the ground, making a crisp sound as it shattered into pieces instantly.
The tea inside splashed around like raindrops.
Clan Leader Ye's face quickly turned grim, and he shouted loudly, "Mobilize all the human clan members immediately, gather swiftly, and head to the nearest battlefield to assist those Demon Pseudo-Gods in fending off the indigenous attack. Do not let them be wiped out by the indigenous people."
The Human Cultivator hastily clasped his fists and then stumbled hurriedly out of the room, heading outside.
The great hall fell silent, like a dead zone, making hearts feel heavy.
