Xiao Yang looked around, and the smile on his face became deeper and said with a laugh: "Just with you, a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, can you do anything to me? It's a bit too crazy to dream!"

After hearing this, these subordinates' expressions became particularly embarrassing, and their two rows of teeth were chewing.

They also witnessed Xiao Yang's cultivation with their own eyes, and knew that the gap between them and Xiao Yang was like a difference, and they did not have the courage to come forward rashly. The reason for setting up such a situation was just to pretend in front of the patriarch. Otherwise, if Xiao Yang left, they would be the one who would suffer!

The patriarch had adjusted the disordered aura in his body at this time, and his face gradually returned to blood. He raised his hand, waved it gently, and ordered in a deep voice: "You guys retreat first, let me talk to this guy alone!"

When the young man heard this, he immediately persuaded: "Class leader, this guy is coming towards the tomb. If you are alone with this guy, you will probably..."

Before the young man finished speaking, the white-headed old man made a gesture of silence at him, then waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, this guy won't do anything to me!"

The young man was still worried, but when he heard the patriarch say this, he didn't have to say much, so he had to take all his subordinates around him back.

The clan leader of the tribe took Xiao Yang into the lobby of the courtyard, and then pointed to the chair beside him, and his words were a little more polite than before, "Sit down!"

Xiao Yang didn't care, just smiled indifferently, and then sat down without hesitation.

The old man also sat down, put his hands on the armrest of the chair, and said in a deep voice: "What is your reason for here?"

"I just want to obtain the ancient suicide note in the mausoleum. I have no interest in the other treasures in the mausoleum!"

When the old man heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a shrewd luster at the corners of his eyes. He had not made any sound for a long time, as if he was thinking in his heart. After a long time, he spoke: "Our tribe has been guarding the ancient Dana's mausoleum for generations, and no one else is allowed to have ulterior motives. If you come here and want to obtain the things in the mausoleum, I am afraid that the tribe members will not agree!"

"What's wrong with this tribe? You are the patriarch of this tribe. Don't they all listen to you?"

From the respectful attitudes of others in the courtyard just now, Xiao Yang could also see the authority of the old man in front of him in this tribe.

After hearing this, the old man sighed helplessly and deeply, with a little bitterness on his face, and said with emotion: "You only know one of the things, but you don't know the inside story!"

This sentence made Xiao Yang's two sword eyebrows frown slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, and asked curiously: "Can you tell me something about what I'm going to that mausoleum?"

The old man nodded slightly and said in response: "If this matter cannot convince the public, it will inevitably cause a storm in the tribe. Even if the things you have obtained can leave here safely, it will be hard to say!"

Xiao Yang couldn't help but smile, "Hehe, you guy is so scheming and keeping your mind around you. If you have anything to say, it's really meaningless to cover up like this!"

The clan leader of the Shuai tribe had previously shown a firm attitude of opposition, but in this moment it was like a different person, and his attitude changed by 180 degrees. I think it must be something else on Xiao Yang.
Chapter completed!