The Small Tribe Leader's face was pale as he shrank back. "L-Lord... Witch, we... we were all living in that big cave at the very top."
With that said, he bowed his head even lower, wishing he could just crawl into a hole.
"Mm, our people will be back soon. You should hurry up, pack your things, and leave."
These people hadn't damaged anything in the tribe, which put Wu Yue in a rather good mood, so she didn't go out of her way to make things difficult for them.
As her voice fell, the members of these small and medium-sized tribes all turned to look at their own Clan Leaders.
The four Clan Leaders gulped, glancing furtively at Wu Yue in disbelief. "Lord Witch, can we really go?"
Teng Qian scoffed, waving his sandbag-sized fists and threatening viciously, "If you don't leave now, I'll smash your heads in."
The moment he finished speaking, the crowd in the clearing scattered in every direction, vanishing into the surrounding deep forest with a series of WHOOSHES.
