"The big clan is not fool, this is not as simple as you think."

His seemingly casual words revealed an unusual solemn meaning.

If it were, Wang Mang would definitely recognize this young man as a member of his camp in the endless holy war.

Although the holy son of his small clan is not as good as that of a large clan, his life is still happy.

In this small city, there is also no chaos and hustle and bustle in the city of the great clan.

However, as the residents of these great clan cities moved here one after another, all of this changed.

This also made the young man feel dissatisfied.

The next moment, the boy seemed to have thought of something and said with concern:

"What if Wang Mang calls him?"

"Even those big tribes dare not resist, wouldn't we have to be slaughtered?"

Upon hearing this, the old man hesitated for a while, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The conversation between the two ended here.

Rumble!

Just as the two were silent, a roar sounded.

What followed was Wang Mang's loud voice:

"Ands, can't I find it if I hide?"

Wang Mang's tragic voice resounded throughout the small town.

For a moment, the two men in the courtyard trembled in the same shape.

With eyes facing each other, the old man smiled sadly and said in a deep voice:

"Escape now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's figure resolutely flew towards where Wang Mang was.

Looking at the old man's back, the boy knew that this parting might not be able to see each other again. As soon as he thought about it, a trace of tears flashed in his eyes:

"You must come back alive!"

He lowered his head and trembled slightly all over and shouted loudly.

"Okay... If I can't come back, remember to help me take good care of Xiaoyuan and myself!"
Chapter completed!