Leone stared at Cain, who stood defiantly and was looking back at him.
The warriors of the Darkmane Tribe immediately surrounded their Young Lord, their hands gripping the hilt of their weapons.
Hugo, who stood in front of the Grimfang Tribe, even hoped that this matter would escalate. It would be great if the Darkmane Tribe and the Aslan Tribe duked it out with each other.
Tension soon covered the surroundings as everyone waited with bated breath on what would happen next.
"Who are you?" Leone asked, narrowing his eyes at the arrogant man who was in his mid-twenties. Of course, he knew whom he was speaking to.
However, since this was their first meeting, it would be best to follow the flow of the moment.
"I am Cain, the eldest son of the Chieftain of the Darkmane Tribe," Cane declared.
Leone nodded before shifting his gaze to his Great Uncle.
