Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
They found themselves in a low-lying area, with the Huang Clan positioned at a higher elevation, essentially creating a cage-like confinent.
This place induced fear in the eyes of individuals from every race, surpassing the terror of ferocious beasts. The constant threat of beheading by the Huang Clan mbers left them in a perpetual state of dread.
“What are they trying to do?” Adams exclaid in a low, hoarse voice.
Adams had reached a breaking point, realizing that the situation was vastly different from what he had anticipated. A Thunder Fire Clan mber had died without reason, yet Adams felt powerless to intervene. Gu Chaoyan had even restrained the surviving clansman, exacerbating Adams’ sense of helplessness.
Feeling on the verge of madness, Adams questioned how they had ended up in such a perilous situation. If they had avoided the Huang Clan and selected another base for survival, they wouldn’t be trapped in this dangerous environnt. The uncertain future weighed heavily on everyone’s minds.
Unable to resist the Huang Clan mbers, Adams struggled to comprehend their intentions. Gu Chaoyan, despite her calm deanor, admitted, “I can’t tell.”
The motive behind the Huang Clan’s actions remained elusive. If their goal was to conscript these people for labor, imprisoning them made little sense. Similarly, if they sought their lives, they could have executed them already.
As more individuals from different races ascended the mountain, they found themselves squatting and waiting, uncertain about what lay ahead. It was conceivable that they hadn’t yet reached the true territory of the Huang Clan.
How could they discern the intentions of the Huang Clan?
Gu Chaoyan surveyed their surroundings. Trapped in a low-lying area, the Huang Clan monitored them from above, limiting their actions and preventing any attempts to leave discreetly.
“Adams, calm down and assess the situation. It’s dayti, and there’s little we can do now. Let’s wait until it gets dark,” Gu Chaoyan advised in a hushed voice.
Adams began to feel a bit more composed.
Fortunately, while the Huang Clan restricted their freedom, they were at least provided with food, ensuring the clansn wouldn’t go hungry.
Before nightfall, everyone prepared so basic food. However, as darkness settled and the temperature dropped, the Huang Clan forbade them from setting up tents to maintain close surveillance.
With tents, monitoring them beca more challenging, but the Huang Clan was unwavering in their decision.
Many individuals struggled in the cold, and despite the Five Elents Clan having blankets, the unexpected downpour rendered them practically useless.
As night fell and heavy rain poured down, young people endured the discomfort, but the elderly in the clan were more vulnerable.
Gu Chaoyan felt a growing sense of urgency.
Resistance was out of the question; objections were swiftly quashed without hesitation.
Frustrated by the situation, Gu Chaoyan decided to take action.
“We have only a few tents, just enough for so old people and children to take shelter from the rain. If you disagree, many people here might start a riot. It’s dark now, and if they do, do you really think you can control them?” Gu Chaoyan questioned.
The Huang Clan mbers exchanged glances.
She refrained from direct confrontation.
Gu Chaoyan’s argunt held rit.
“The hide tent can’t be set up, but”
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