The third prince of the Wa tribe was also a young man, and a seventh-level saint. His eyes flashed as he said, "Didn't Princess Bailing send us a letter saying that the Feng tribe stole the Wa tribe's secret recipe for porcelain? Of course we have to come and investigate the truth."
But he didn't expect to see the imprisoned eagle lark directly, which made him very happy. Shu Sang specially changed the route and dug a passage here. He had to see the eagle lark first no matter what.
After all, the cave where the Phoenix King lives is a bit far away, and the porcelain kiln is even farther away, with a river passing by, so it is not easy to dig.
"Let's talk about that later. Save me first." Ying Bailing ordered habitually. She wanted to escape from this place urgently. As long as she went back, she could think about the war again.
After all, the Phoenix Clan is so powerful that they are not afraid of the Eagles at all. Who knows if there are any trump cards behind them? And a Phoenix King alone is terrifying enough.
Unexpectedly, Shu Sang showed no intention of moving. Instead, he looked at Ying Bailing with an increasingly cold gaze. "Tell me, if you died in the Phoenix Tribe today, there would definitely be a war between the two tribes, right?"
The Rat Clan has always been cautious. Ever since the furniture was first put on the market, they have been paying attention to the movements of the Phoenix Clan. They understand the power of the Phoenix Clan better than the Eagle Clan or even the Seven Star Tribe.
To this day, the Rat Clan still has spies planted within the Phoenix Clan.
Ying Fang also has some tricks up his sleeve. So, let the two powerful men fight each other. Wouldn’t it be easier for them to pick up the slack from behind?
Eagle Lark was startled and quickly jumped away from Shu Sang, protecting her chest with both hands. "What do you want to do?" she asked sternly, but the trembling in her voice revealed her fear.
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