The chieftain of the Yueqiu Tribe stared fixedly at Fang Qing, unable to look away. Soon, he angrily asked, "Who wounded him like this? Who?"
Ma Tongfang's expression remained unchanged as he said, "It's good he's still alive; otherwise, could you have restrained him? If he escapes again, don't come looking for me."
Although the chieftain of Yueqiu Tribe felt reluctant upon hearing this, he still acquiesced to Ma Tongfang's words. After all, he struggled to confine Fang Qing, having let him escape twice.
Ma Qing was covered in blood, filthy all over, looking extremely miserable. Bai Ruozhu couldn't see his face clearly, but felt he was not quite the same as the Fang Qing she had seen before. Could this be an imposter?
She quickly dismissed this thought; if it were fake, how could the Luo Family not notice? Especially since the Luo Family was so close to him.
"Alright, what has the chieftain decided? Will you surrender?" Ma Tongfang asked.
