After returning to the main tent, Shang Xiuxun sat down, her expression tense, while everyone else had already started clamoring.
"This Morton Tribe is really going too far."
"I always feel extremely difficult to get along with."
"Field Master, I'm afraid today's incident was aimed at you. I think that Woden letting go was too much of a coincidence."
These people are all stewards of the Flying Horse Ranch, which has at least several thousand people, managed by them. If you consider affairs from all over the nation, the power in their hands is not insignificant. Hence, they have developed considerable courage and insight, and now they are all expressing their opinions. Besides some emotional release, what the last person said made the expressions of the others grow serious.
It seems they were all thinking the same thing.
