The breeze whistled softly as a group of geniuses from various tribes, stripped of everything, dared not express their anger.
They hadn't tried to fight back, and indeed they hadn't intended to fight back just moments before, all of them resentful due to the complications caused by their own people, practically cursing those who had started the trouble from head to toe.
This was in the depths of the Great Wilderness, where jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards roamed, Ferocious Beasts and birds of prey kept company, and a single false step could mean death in the wilderness—the living conditions were extremely harsh!
And those who managed to cling to life in this land, which one wasn't a Cruel Man? Which one hadn't seen a plentiful spill of blood in their time?!
They were not a bunch of submissive subjects,
"Lil' brother, can we leave this place now?"
A few of the remaining Managers from the major families asked cautiously.