Samba, not even bothering to wipe the blood from his forehead, explained the full story behind the marriage alliance.
Just as Yue Linglong had said, while the Northern Barbarians were broadly referred to as a "nation," they were in fact a tribal confederation structured around their various races. The Ten Great Races took turns electing a Wolf King to lead all the Northern Barbarians.
Ever since a battle twenty years ago, the current Wolf King's health had been in steady decline, leaving him plagued by old wounds and illness. The other Nine Great Races had long been stirring restlessly. The Moon Race Tribe dwelled on fertile land, a prize that many other races coveted.
However, bound by their people's laws and the rules of survival in the wilderness, the Northern Barbarians had managed to maintain a fragile peace over the years, despite the simmering dissent of the other Nine Great Races.
But not long ago, a single command from the Wolf King sent the entire nation into an uproar.
