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Now that he was there in person, he could clearly feel the undisguised bias in the old patriarch's words.
Stegosaurus has not been cleared of suspicion.
As the clan leader, after the death of the strongest fighter in one side, he did not immediately announce a thorough investigation into the cause of death and appease the deceased's clan.
Instead, they went with the flow and directly handed over the leadership position to the other party who was the most suspected.
No wonder they are from the same color family as the Azure Dragon Clan.
Lin Ci sneered inwardly.
That old guy, his backside is completely tilted to the sky.
The best course of action is to first appoint the White Dragon Clan as acting leader to appease them, and then thoroughly investigate the truth.
As for the Azure Dragon Clan's dissatisfaction.
With Jianlong's prestige and strength, he will surely be able to suppress the voices within the Azure Dragon Clan and give the White Dragon Clan an explanation.
The most reasonable procedure is to investigate the truth before discussing who should lead.
The old patriarch, without saying a word, fast-forwarded directly to appointing Jianlong.
Was the truth behind Long Fei's death less important to him than the transfer of power?
Among the White Dragon Clan, a warrior clenched his fist tightly.
His fingernails pierced his skin, and blood dripped from between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.
His eyes were filled with resentment, reluctance, and overwhelming rage at being betrayed.
He suddenly raised his head and let out a heart-wrenching roar.
"I don't agree!"
This roar ignited the fuse in the hearts of everyone in the White Dragon Clan.
"Since he favors the Azure Dragon Clan, we don't need to be polite to him anymore!"
"Everyone, charge forward and snatch the power lock back!"
"That is the glory of our White Dragon Clan!"
"Get it back!"
"Get it back!"
The warriors of the White Dragon Clan roared as they charged toward the high platform like an enraged torrent.
Upon seeing this, the Azure Dragon Clan did not hesitate at all and immediately formed a human wall, blocking their way.
Two completely different energies collided violently in the air.
A brutal civil war is now inevitable.
Chapter 47 Tragic
One of the white dragons could no longer contain his rage.
His body transformed into a white lightning bolt, and his first move was a powerful punch filled with boundless rage.
He launched a fierce attack on one of the Azure Dragon Clan members opposite him.
Caught off guard, the Azure Dragon Clan member was punched in the chest, his armor instantly dented, and he was sent flying backward.
The remaining White Dragon Clan members watched as someone started a group fight.
The hatred and resentment that had been building up inside him erupted at this moment.
"Avenge Long Fei!"
They drew their weapons and roared as they charged toward the Azure Dragon Clan on the other side.
The Azure and White Dragon clans, within this sacred hall symbolizing glory and inheritance, completely tore off their masks.
A fierce and chaotic battle broke out.
Energy waves intertwined with the glint of swords and the clang of armor colliding, the muffled thud of flesh being torn apart.
And the angry roars, together they formed a bloody symphony of death.
"Stop it all!"
On the high platform, the old patriarch looked at his clansmen killing each other, his face filled with endless heartache and exhaustion.
His gaze unconsciously swept over Lin Ci, who stood calmly behind him.
"Don't let outsiders laugh at our dragon race!"
Jianlong was equally anxious as he looked at the chaotic scene.
He was about to step forward to stop this absurd civil war.
A small, thin figure blocked his way.
Xiao Longying raised her tear-streaked face and looked at him with teary eyes.
With all his might, he uttered a childish yet heart-wrenching accusation.
"Give me back my father!"
The Stegosaurus's massive body jolted violently, all its movements frozen in place.
He looked at the little girl in front of him, who was crying and trembling, and opened his mouth.
But he found that his throat felt like it was blocked with cotton, and he couldn't say a word.
Looking at the Stegosaurus's silence.
Involuntarily, Xiao Longying recalled a conversation she had with her father.
"..."
"Dad, can you please not go fight? I just want you to stay with me."
“Yingying, Daddy isn’t going to fight, he’s fighting for honor.”
"Why must we fight for honor? Wouldn't it be better if we could just be happy together?"
“Yingying, some people look down on us White Dragon Clan, so we must prove our strength through battle.”
"So what if they look down on us? We White Dragons can just live happily together, can't we?"
"Yingying, you'll understand some things when you grow up."
"I don't like fighting, I don't like battles."
"Yingying, we must never use fighting to steal other people's things, except for honor."
"But in battle, someone always gets hurt. I don't want you to get hurt, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to leave me."
"Daddy promises you, I will never leave you..."
Those warm words.
At this moment, however, it was like a series of sharp knives, repeatedly cutting into Xiao Longying's young heart.
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
"Dad, you lied to me..."
You promised you wouldn't leave me...
She suddenly rushed in front of the Stegosaurus.
Those two delicate pink fists, filled with all her sorrow and anger, pounded forcefully against the Stegosaurus's cold leg armor.
"Give me back my dad! Give me back my dad!"
Lin Ci watched this scene unfold.
With a flash, he appeared silently behind Xiao Longying.
He reached out and gently took the little one, who was crying so hard he was about to faint, into his arms.
Xiao Longying's body stiffened, and then she seemed to have found her only support.
She suddenly turned around, buried her face deeply in Lin Ci's warm embrace, and let out a heart-wrenching wail.
Jianlong watched this scene with mixed feelings.
It felt as if I was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe.
The melee inside the hall intensified.
The old patriarch was still trying his best to persuade the white dragon clansmen who were blinded by anger.
"Let's talk this out! Don't resort to violence!"
A white dragon warrior charged directly in front of the clan leader, his eyes bloodshot.
"You're being biased! The power lock belongs to our White Dragon Clan!"
Before he could finish speaking, a member of the Azure Dragon Clan flew in from the side and kicked him away.
Then, the two started fighting again.
The white dragon clansman who was kicked away was completely consumed by rage and lost all reason.
He roared as he scrambled to his feet, a gleaming blade now in his hand.
He wanted to kill the Azure Dragon Clan member in front of him.
The Azure Dragon Clan member was engrossed in fighting another person and was completely unaware of the deadly danger.
However, the old clan chief noticed it.
Without the slightest hesitation, he used his aged body to stand in front of the Azure Dragon Clan warrior.
The white dragon warrior was already bloodthirsty, and his sharp blade, whistling through the air, stabbed fiercely.
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang clearly in everyone's ears.
With a single, precise strike, the knife pierced the old patriarch's heart.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.