Wu Tian struck at Yanxi.
"No!"
Yanxi was terrified. He believed his family patriarch and Wu Tian's elders must have been old acquaintances. How could Wu Tian just kill him like this? Yanxi truly couldn't understand, but whether he did or not, he was already dead by Wu Tian's hand. By the time the Dog Clan members reacted, Yanxi was deader than dead.
"Go back and tell your Great Heavenly King of Dogs to wait in the Dog Tribe's territory. I will go find him," Wu Tian said with a smile.
"Are your elders old acquaintances with the Great Heavenly King of Dogs?" one of the dog-men guessed.
"No," Wu Tian shook his head. "He and I are the old acquaintances."
How could this be? The Dog Clan members didn't believe it. Wu Tian was too young. He didn't look like an old man; some older individuals might appear youthful but lack a certain vigor. Wu Tian, in contrast, was brimming with vitality.
