However, Su Ming did not care about their reactions. Once he finished speaking, he immediately spoke again.
"So, you must now tell me what the situation is in your tribe, who is the leader, and what his attitude toward our tribe is. You can't hide anything from me."
Su Ming's voice was very calm, but his words caused the expressions of the two men to change slightly.
The two of them looked at each other. After exchanging a look, the shorter Elf suddenly straightened his neck and said sternly, "What are you? Why do we have to listen to you? We're Elves!"
Before he could finish his sentence, an extremely sharp black nail had already stopped in front of his neck.
The slightly cold nails kept attacking the short Elf's consciousness, making him unable to speak.
The short Elf slowly raised his head and looked at Mike, who had appeared in front of him with eyes full of killing intent.