The shaman couldn't bear to watch.
"Clan Leader, the cold snap is about to arrive. If you drive them out now, aren't you sending them to their deaths?"
Yan Shi's eyes were savage. "They dared to harm Mi Li. I will absolutely not allow them to remain in the tribe."
Hearing this, Qiao Ang stuck out his neck defiantly. "We're not leaving until our mama gets back."
It wasn't that they insisted on staying in the tribe, but that they were worried Qiao Xixi and the others wouldn't be able to find them when they returned.
Yan Shi roared, shoved aside the beastmen blocking his path, and grabbed Qiao Ang by the throat, lifting him off the ground.
"Then I'll just kill you all right now!"
"No! Let go of my brother!"
Seeing Qiao Ang captured, Qiao Qiao cried out and rushed forward, only to be grabbed by Yan Shi as well.
Yan Shi's eyes were sinister as he choked them, his grip gradually tightening.
"All Wandering Beasts deserve to die!"
"Yan Shi, you've gone mad!"
