On a high mountain near the Golden Dragon Clan, a crowd had gathered, all eyes fixed on a middle-aged male. Leon wore a grave expression; these members of the Snow Wolf Tribe were the kin his daughter had recruited for her new tribe. Unable 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 Tribe must leave! They aren't Dragon Beasts at all; what right do they have to stay in the Golden Dragon Clan?"
This statement was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, disturbing the restless fish beneath the surface.
Chapter 70