Yi Shengtang glanced helplessly at Yi Shengmang.
Seeing the other party still glaring fiercely, filled with anger, as if he must tear Lin Fan into eight pieces to relieve his hatred.
He felt caught in a dilemma.
He had already been pushed by Yi Shengmang, and Yi Siyu had died at Lin Fan's hands in unclear circumstances. If he did nothing, it might draw dissatisfaction from the Shennong Clan.
A clansman killed by an outsider, as the Clan Leader, it's unreasonable to side with the outsider.
However.
Lin Fan claimed to be the only one who could save his sister Yi Qingyu.
Moreover, his skills were extraordinary; even he himself was not Lin Fan's match.
Yi Shengtang frowned deeply, his mind tumultuous.
At this moment.
He did not know what to do.
"Clan Leader!"
Yi Shengmang noticed Clan Leader Yi Shengtang's hesitation, his eyes widened abruptly, and he let out a howl.
"You must avenge Siyu! She's your own niece; you can't let her die in vain at that beast's hands!"
