Inside the council hall of the Beast-Taming Tribe, Li Ziru was the youngest, yet he sat at the highest head seat.
Seated below on the left and right were Tong Ying, Shui Ziliu, and Wei Donglai.
The four of them sat in pairs, confronting one another, each catching the hatred and murderous intent in the others' eyes.
"Tribe Leader Shui, I truly never imagined that after taking charge of the Lishui Tribe for just a few short years, you could play political schemes and tricks with such effortless ease. It really commands one's admiration!" Tong Ying's voice dripped with sarcasm.
He had always been someone adept at hiding his emotions, fond of using a smile to deceive others; yet at this moment, staring at the unruffled Shui Ziliu, he couldn't force a single smile to his face no matter how hard he tried.
"You flatter me, Tribe Leader Tong. I merely learned from you seniors." Shui Ziliu leaned back in his chair, a look of mild disgust crossing his face as he said to Fei Qi, who stood behind Li Ziru, "Elder Fei, the chairs in your tribe could use a change. They're far too hard! At the very least, you could pad them with something!"
Chapter 148