This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous Chapter 1585 - 680: Who Got Overwhelmed in the Chat2

But Scythia couldn’t refute, because their family’s acceptance of the chanic back then was a fact. After the lake-jumping incident that year, their family also suffered the disdain of clan mbers. Over ti, the clan mbers gradually let go of it, but they didn’t expect it to be brought up again now, coinciding perfectly with the current situation. The angle of this attack was indeed so cunning that it caught her off guard...

"Alright, stop it, everyone!"

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, the Clan Leader spoke up displeasingly, stopping the two from continuing their argunt.

As he glanced over the crowd, there were faces of fear, grievance, suspicion, and wariness. Clearly, the quarrel between the two had a considerable impact on everyone, with an atmosphere of mutual suspicion already spreading in the room.

The Clan Leader coughed and said seriously, "I believe that none of you here are parasites. Each of you is an important backbone of the clan, making contributions every day. I’ve seen this with my own eyes. Such words that cause suspicion should not be spoken carelessly in the future. Everyone just stands on different grounds; the intentions behind your actions are for the safety of the clan, no need to quarrel."

After speaking, the Clan Leader specifically turned to Scythia, softening his tone. "The teachings of the forr king state: As long as our clan does not actively participate in external world conflicts and holds fast to Jie Lin, we shall remain Everlasting. Over the years, we have strictly adhered to this instruction, resulting in the clan’s continued stability and annual population growth, proving the correctness of the forr king’s teachings!"

"Even if you don’t believe , you should at least believe in the forr king, right?" the Clan Leader posed the final question.

Scythia closed her eyes and sighed inwardly: Here it goes again...

She understood the Clan Leader’s personality. As a die-hard fan of the forr king, he could recite all of the forr king’s words backwards, and ever since taking his position, he has been firmly implenting the forr king’s various teachings.

She couldn’t rember how many tis she’d heard this phrase from the Clan Leader. Whenever faced with difficult decisions, the Clan Leader would use the forr king’s teachings as a guiding principle, then bring out this phrase to shut others up.

Of course, the forr king’s teachings had indeed stood the test of ti, having never erred over the years. But this ti...

"It’s getting late. Scythia, you should go back first. As for your son’s matters... if it coincides with the Moon Festival, I really can’t spare the manpower. I promise you, once the festival is over, I’ll imdiately arrange for soone to bring Mu Luo back," the Clan Leader said.

Scythia said nothing more, just nodded, then calmly stood and left.

She realized that given the current situation, staying wouldn’t result in any aningful discussion.

After watching Scythia leave, the Clan Leader let out a long breath, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his temples.

The people in the hall exchanged glances and also dispersed, leaving only Youman behind.

A mont later, another clansman suddenly dashed into the hall, reporting a piece of news.

"Clan Leader, we just received news that Skywolf has broken out of prison and has killed a prison guard who was watching him!"

"What?" The Clan Leader jumped up, veins throbbing on his forehead, his eyes full of uncertainty and suspicion.

"Are you sure? Did you see him kill soone with your own eyes?"

"No, we searched nearby and have yet to find the body of the missing guard. But at the guard’s last known location, we found arrows and bloodstains. Judging from the scene, the arrow was shot from a great distance and pierced the throat in one shot. Only Skywolf has such skill," the ssenger said.

"That lad, what’s he up to now..." The Clan Leader frowned deeply, feeling that today’s troubles were especially nurous, one wave after another...

"Clan Leader, should we issue a kill order? Escaping prison and assassinating an innocent mber of the clan, according to the clan’s rules, this should be a capital offense!" Youman suddenly leaned forward and whispered.

"That’s not necessary... we haven’t got the facts straight yet..." The Clan Leader imdiately shook his head. In his view, Skywolf wasn’t the type to senselessly kill. Besides, without finding a body, they couldn’t be sure the person was dead. Perhaps Skywolf just captured or knocked the person unconscious. In any case, Skywolf’s status was special, and before understanding the reasons behind the events, they certainly couldn’t casually decree a death sentence.

Youman’s eyes shifted, then he continued to persuade, "But, why did he choose to escape now, just before the Moon Festival? Could it be to sabotage the festival? If we don’t capture him in ti, what if he disrupts the Moon Festival?

The Clan Leader frowned upon hearing this but shook his head a few seconds later. "Rest assured, although this fellow has a fiery temper and acts recklessly at tis, he’s absolutely loyal to the clan. On this point, I’m willing to vouch for him."

He knew Skywolf, and they were quite familiar with each other. With Skywolf’s capabilities, he could escape any ti he wanted. Yet, he’s willingly stayed imprisoned in the tree dungeon for millennia without complaint, proving his loyalty to the clan.

"Ignore him for now. Focus everything on the Moon Festival. Once it’s over, we’ll deal with him then," the Clan Leader said.

He suspected that the lad had run off outside again to look for clues about the old Wasteland Crow incident, sothing Skywolf had held onto for millennia and still couldn’t let go of.

Seeing the Clan Leader repeatedly defending Skywolf, a cold glint flashed in Youman’s eyes, though he quickly concealed it. After so thought, he added, "At the very least, we should assign more guards to patrol the seventh level, to prevent any accidents!"