The old man swallowed a saliva, his head shaking like a wave drum, and said in a hurry: "I...I'll let someone take you there!"

Xiao Yang nodded slightly, without saying a word.

The old man immediately called his subordinates, and the person who came was the young man who had been before. He walked respectfully to the patriarch's side and arched his back.

"Take this guy to the mausoleum!"

The old man ordered.

The young man was really surprised when he heard this. He never expected that the tribe's patriarch would make such a decision within the moment he left with his men. However, due to his identity, he couldn't ask too much. After hesitating, he had to nod and respond.

He then walked to Xiao Yang and said in a mechanical voice: "Follow me!"

When he was about to walk out of the lobby, the old man suddenly called the young man and waved to him. Then the young man thought that the old man had changed his mind, so he quickly returned to the old man's side, but the old man didn't say a word, just gave him a look.

And this look seemed to have been agreed before, only the people around the old man could understand it.

The young man immediately understood the meaning of this look, nodded knowingly, and then said, "Prince Chief, please rest assured! His subordinates will definitely take good care of this gentleman!"

After speaking, he called a group of people and set off with Xiao Yang, heading into the fog.

At this time, the sun had risen, and the orange-red luster fell on the thick fog, scattered by the fog, becoming red. The young man walked alone at the forefront, and the group of subordinates he led followed behind Xiao Yang, so he put Xiao Yang in the middle.

Xiao Yang didn't care, but just put his hands in his pockets and followed the young man in the mist.

And a long time later, the young man walking in the front suddenly stopped, turned around, and said respectfully to Xiao Yang: "Sir, we have arrived!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yang looked around, but there was no sign of the tomb, and he didn't even feel any spiritual power cleansing in the air.

The young man continued, "Sir, you only need to continue walking forward alone to see the mausoleum!"

"Don't you guys go with me?" Xiao Yang asked in a deep voice.

The young man shook his head in panic, "No one from our guard tribe can enter the tomb, I hope you will forgive me!"

Xiao Yang thought for a while, then nodded, and didn't care. He waved to the young man and the guy behind him, "You all go back first!"

After saying this, he continued to move forward alone, but when he left, while the young man was not paying attention, he condensed a trace of green smoke behind the man in order to prevent being deceived by the young man and being lost in the fog.

The young man and the group behind him stood there watching Xiao Yang's back merge into the thick fog. After a long time, a subordinate behind him walked to the young man, deliberately lowered his voice, and asked, "Brother Bin, I'm afraid it's..."

This subordinate seemed to be scruples. He was only halfway through his words, and hesitated and stopped talking.

After hearing this, the young man Xu Bin turned his eyes and glanced at the subordinate beside him from the corner of his eyes, and then said coldly: "In addition to this method, can you come up with other ways to destroy this guy?"

Such a question made the subordinate lower his head in disappointment and stop talking.
Chapter completed!