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"Hahaha! Long Three, I can't believe you can say such a thing! Your wife and children died so tragically, and you can actually forget it and let it go!" The old man laughed sarcastically.

A Diao looked at the scarred face in shock upon hearing this.

He knew the clan leader also had enemies, but he didn't expect such deep hatred.

To harbor such a blood feud, yet constantly talk about letting go of hatred, was completely incomprehensible to him.

"What good is it if I can't let go? The dead are gone. Even if I kill more people, they can't come back to life," the scarred face replied.

"If someone makes a mistake, they must pay the price! If everyone thought like you, where would justice in the world be?" the old man asked.

"Where justice lies is something you should ask the people you should be asking, not me," the scarred face remained unmoved.

The people he was referring to were Long Lihou, the leader of Longdi, and now, the leader of the Nata tribe.

"Fool! Is justice something you ask for? No! Justice is something you fight for, something you kill for! When evildoers are punished, justice will naturally reside in people's hearts," the old man reprimanded coldly.

"What you say may be true, but clearly you've come to the wrong person. I'm just a bandit, an evildoer. Talking to me about this is just a waste of breath," the scarred face replied.

"You..." The old man was speechless, sighed, and lowered his voice, saying:

"Alas! Your Aba is dying. I heard he will pass the position of leader to Bai Yuhou of Ladi through abdication. If you want revenge, the opportunity will come soon."

"Is that so? Thanks for the reminder, but no need," the scarred face remained unmoved.

"Clan Leader..."

A Diao wanted to say something, but the scarred face raised his hand to stop him.

"Hmph! Long Three, you are a coward! After all the hardships I endured, searching for you everywhere! I never expected this result!" The old man snorted coldly and mocked.

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me," the scarred face was impervious to both soft and hard approaches.

"You should know that if I can find you, others can too," the old man meant that even if he didn't seek revenge, his enemies would find him and kill him.

"I don't care who you are or how you found this place. But I can tell you very clearly that wanting to use my hatred to achieve your ulterior motives is impossible. I won't listen to your suggestions, nor will I cooperate with you. Forget about it!" the scarred face said bluntly.

"Do you know who I am?" The old man frowned.

It was obvious that if the scarred face didn't know the old man's identity, he wouldn't know he had ulterior motives.

However, the scarred face didn't want to deal with him and could only answer perfunctorily:

"You're overthinking it! As the saying goes, a cicada doesn't fly out to look for food when it's full. Since you've come to me from afar, how could you not have an agenda?"

"Hehe, you are quite astute!" The old man smiled, narrowing his eyes.

He knew this was a perfunctory remark, but he didn't ask further.

"Alright, I've made myself clear. Please leave!" The scarred face issued an eviction order.

"Aren't you afraid that after I go back, I'll reveal your whereabouts?" the old man asked.

"That's your freedom, I have no right to interfere," the scarred face replied.

"Clan Leader, we can't let him leave!" A Diao shouted.

The reason the scarred face said this was that he didn't want the old man to find fault with him. But A Diao, out of concern for him, certainly couldn't agree.

"A Diao, this matter has nothing to do with you. Pack your things and prepare to leave," the scarred face waved his hand, signaling him not to interfere.

"No! Clan Leader, before we leave, please let me eliminate this threat for you!" A Diao said firmly.

After speaking, he charged directly towards the old man, shouting as he ran:

"Old man! Give me your life!"

"A Diao! Come back!" The scarred face was shocked and shouted immediately.

However, it was too late when he shouted this.

A Diao was very fast and reached the old man in the blink of an eye.

"Eh?" The old man uttered a soft sound.

"Whoosh~"

A Diao threw a punch, the wind from his fist was fierce.

"Whoosh~"

The old man didn't fight back, he turned lightly and dodged directly.

"Ya!"

A Diao's first attack failed, and his left fist immediately struck out.

"Whoosh~, Whoosh~"

The old man dodged left and right, his movements were very agile.

A Diao's continuous attacks failed to achieve any substantial effect.

"Huff, huff~"

He had never encountered this situation before, stopped, and gasped for breath, bending over.

"Hehe, young man, would you like to become my disciple?" the old man asked with a smile.

It seemed that he had become interested in A Diao.

"Dream on! Take this!" A Diao already had a strong hostility towards him, how could he possibly become his disciple?