C1554 Best Laid Plans

Feng Yixiu could clearly see the Grand Priest's complexion shift, with veins on his forehead beginning to stand out in stark relief.

The Tideflow Tribe had endured its bleakest era, being treated as mere merchandise—a painful chapter they preferred to leave unspoken.

Yet, Feng Yixiu had reopened this old wound of the Tideflow Tribe, relentlessly rubbing salt into it...

Qi Die was livid