"Weren't we told that no one could track the return route, so how come the warriors from the King Realm are already at our door!?"
Yun Xiang's temples bulged with veins, and his reddened neck throbbed as he gripped the Boundary Master's collar and demanded fiercely.
"Elder Yun Xiang, put down the master."
Yun Ji said faintly, his face pale.
"But, Clan Leader…"
"I said, put him down."
Noticing the finality in the clan leader's tone, Yun Xiang huffed and released his grip, retreating to one side with a scowl.
The Boundary Master, barely back on his feet, had not even had time to thank Yun Ji before seeing the pale-faced Yun Family clan leader already standing before him.
Hands devoid of color yet long and slender touched his neck with such a cold touch that he dared not move.
"Master Liu, we've reached a critical juncture for the survival of the Yun Clan,"
