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nThe White Dragon King’s eyes narrowed. ‘This guy would’ve been better off being born as a fox than a leopard.’

nHe knew very well that the Incarnate Snow Beast King didn’t care about this small tribe at all, but he still asked for reparations.

nFirst off, he would be able to at least somewhat quell the tribe’s fury and show that he is thinking about them, which would guarantee their loyalty, especially if he shared some of the wealth he gained with them.

nHe would also be able to save face and avoid beating someone weaker than him, which would’ve left a slight stain on his reputation.

nAnd most of all, he’d be able to gain something from the White Dragon King. No matter how reclusive the king was, he was still one of the peak experts in the Endless Snow Mountain, so anything he had would be a treasure.

nBut, the White Dragon King didn’t mind much. This kind of mind was the reason the Incarnate Snow Beast King was able to survive and rule over a portion of the mountain even though he was only average among the Kings that reside here.

n“Fine. Our White Dragon Grotto will make sure to send some gifts over to your Incarnate Snow Kingdom in the near future. I can assure you that you will be satisfied.”

nThe Incarnate Snow Beast King beamed at his words. “Hahaha, if the White Dragon King says so, then I can only comply. If that’s all, then I shall be heading back to my territory now.”

nTurning to the crowd of Turbulent Blizzard Leopards below, he once again spoke. “Although the matter of today didn’t end the way you hoped, one should always understand how to endure and grow. Perhaps, if you become strong enough, you’ll one day be able to achieve revenge with your own hands.”

nWithout any more superfluous words, he turned into a streak of light and flew off into the horizon.

nThe White Dragon King clicked his tongue at the sight. This guy was truly scheming until the end. The promise of the tribe gaining revenge with their own hands would be enough to thoroughly motivate them. This kind of motivation would without a doubt lead them to contribute to his kingdom in return for rewards that could help them gain strength.

nShaking his head lightly, the White Dragon King turned to Damien and Ruyue, who were still trapped in the suppression the Incarnate Snow Beast King put them in.

nSeeing how Damien was still furiously struggling, he clicked his tongue.

n‘Hmm, I guess I’ll have to knock him unconscious first.’

nA domineering aura left the White Dragon King’s body, causing those below to shiver in fear. This wasn’t his Beast King aura or even killing intent, but the pure aura suppression that originated from his bloodline.

nHe was, after all, a true dragon. He may as well have been the first person Damien had met who had the qualifications to call themselves a true dragon, but unfortunately, he wasn’t awake to realize it.

nWhen the bloodline suppression impacted Damien, he suddenly froze in place. His transformation began to fluctuate before receding entirely back into his body. This kind of bloodline suppression was something he, as an individual with largely impure dragon bloodline, was unable to resist.

nAnd with the White Dragon King continuously increasing the amount of pressure, Damien soon fell unconscious while frothing from the mouth.

nWith that out of the way, the White Dragon King grabbed Damien and hoisted him over his shoulder like a bag of rice.

n“If I’m not wrong, you should be his companion?” He turned to Ruyue and ask.

nRuyue nodded but didn’t say anything else. In fact, her attention had been focused elsewhere the entire time.

nShortly after Damien’s beating began, Ruyue was unable to endure watching him get thrown around like a rag doll. Instead, she had been pushing her negative mana in a bid to corrode the suppression around her.

nAnd she had achieved mild success, merely, the suppression of a 4th class wasn’t something she could easily dispel.

nNow that the White Dragon King called out to her, she finally stopped her attempts. The whole ordeal was already over and whether they liked it or not, it seemed they would be going with this new Beast King.

nSeeing her response, the White Dragon King lightly waved his hand and dispelled the suppression around her before covering her in his mana. Like this, he carried Damien on his shoulder and Ruyue with his mana before turning into a streak of light and shooting off into the distance like the Incarnate Snow Beast King.

nThe cave dwelling of the Turbulent Blizzard Leopard tribe finally regained peace once again. The silence in the air seemed almost palpable.

nEven those neighboring tribes who had come to watch the show after feeling the fluctuations didn’t make a sound.

nA depressing atmosphere seemed to cover the leopard tribe at the moment. Each and every one of them was lamenting about how anticlimactic the previous events ended up being.

nFinally, after some time, the elders of the tribe let out a collective sigh. “At the very least, we were able to see the bastard who killed the tribe leader be humiliated.”

n“Right. More than that, it seemed the tribe leader had some respect for him. And his words from before weren’t wrong. This all happened because we are weak.”

n“We are weak. So we must take the opportunity we gained from Sir Incarnate Snow and become powerful. Powerful enough that nobody can ever step on our tribe again.”

nHearing the elders talk, the rest of the tribe members slowly felt a sliver of hope returning.

nThat’s right. As long as they were still alive, they could become stronger. And if they became stronger, they would no longer have to rely on outside powers to get what they want.

nThat way, even if such a situation occurred again in the future, they could deal with it as they wished instead of having no say in the matters like today.

nWhile the tribe members slowly began to hopefully clamor, the elders looked at each other sorrowfully. Even if the tribe members didn’t know, they weren’t stupid enough not to realize.

nThat boy definitely had some sort of connection to the White Dragon King. That was an existence they’d never be able to touch no matter how strong they became.

nAnd with the White Dragon King personally taking him in, perhaps the next time they met, none of them would hold a candle to him anymore.

nWryly smiling at each other, the elders shook their heads. No matter what, this was a matter for another day. For now, they had to get the tribe in order and make sure that the outside forces eyeing them wouldn’t gain any opportunities.

nThis was their responsibility. No matter what their personal thoughts were, they couldn’t act on them. At this kind of time, they started to admire the tribe leader even more.

nNo matter what the circumstance, he always thought about the tribe first. If not for his foresight, perhaps they would’ve been exterminated today due to silly pride.

nOnce again sighing lightly, they returned to the cave dwelling with the rest of the tribe.

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