A bustling crowd gathered on a high mountain near the Golden Dragon Clan, all eyes fixed on a middle-aged male. Leon's expression was solemn. These members of the Snow Wolf Clan were the people his daughter had gathered for her new tribe.
Finding it difficult to make a decision, he was just about to send someone to fetch Ophelia when the males of the Golden Dragon Clan began to clamor.
"The males of the Snow Wolf Clan must leave! They aren't Dragon Beasts at all. What right do they have to stay in the Golden Dragon Clan?!"
The words were like a stone tossed into a tranquil lake, startling the already restless fish beneath the surface.
"Exactly! The males of the Snow Wolf Clan are so weak. If they stay, they'll only steal the prey in our territory. It's completely unfair!"
