"As for Sanlei's opinion..." After finishing Sifreljord's question, she immediately sighed, "I am more willing to believe in our compatriots and believe in the power of frost deep in the blood. But only those who have ever truly

Only those who have faced those terrifying existences can understand my concerns."

Ai Xi's words made San Lei frown. In his opinion, this seemed to be an excuse - he was a furnace owner, so naturally he did not participate in the battle of the Howling Abyss. He could not refute it no matter what Ai Xi said.

"Quason!" Ashe suddenly called the name of a young warrior at the end of the table. "Have you ever seen those monsters? Tell me, if you met the raiders of the Razor Tribe and those monsters at the same time, who would you join forces with?"

Quason, the last one, is a young man. His entire tribe was almost destroyed by Razor's raiders. Now, whenever he hears Razor's name, his eyes turn red.

Then, under the gaze of all his followers, the young man named Quason stood up with his eyes wide open, gritted his teeth, and gave his answer firmly.

"Razor's Bastard."

Sang Lei was horrified.

"That's the scary thing about those monsters." Ashe sighed, "Anyone who has anything to do with those monsters cannot be considered a compatriot."

Sanley fell silent - although he had not seen it with his own eyes and still had doubts in his heart, based on Ashe's description and Quason's reaction, he finally no longer insisted on his opinion.

Then, Ai Xi turned to the few followers who had been avoiding her eyes before.

"I believe you can understand it, right?" Her voice was as cold as a piece of perfect ice, "After all, Avarosa's future should be more precious than some gifts."

These people subconsciously wanted to speak up to defend themselves, but at this moment, Tryndamere suddenly opened the door of the tent and threw several ice weapons and magic talismans on the ground.
Chapter completed!