The Black Wolf Witch raised his hand, retrieving the tortoise shell from midair. His brow was deeply furrowed.
'Could my divination be wrong?'
Among the witches of the Four Great Tribes, his divination was the most accurate. The Snow Tiger Tribe's witch had the most powerful rituals, the Lion Tribe's witch had the best Healing Witchcraft, and the Flying Eagle Tribe's witch was skilled in poisonous witchcraft.
That was why the Black Wolf Witch had absolute faith in the results of his divination.
"Arrange for two teams of tribesmen to patrol here daily. If you discover anything unusual, return to the tribe and report to me at once."
Seeing the witch's solemn expression, the Black Wolf Tribe Leader dropped his jovial demeanor and agreed with the utmost seriousness.
Their conversation, however, was carried into the ears of every Snow Tiger Tribe Member inside the cavern, which acted as a natural amplifier.
Wu Yue could hear the frantic beating of Yuan Lang's heart as he held her.
