Chapitre 681: Accept my challenge. I am worthy.

Vincent moved his gaze onto Labh's mother and continued in a mocking tone, "And what about food? Awa had to answer many questions correctly to receive old food. When the very very benevolent clan chieftain noticed Awa was distributing the food given, the very very benevolent clan chieftain created vague questions to choose the answers at will."

*Ptooey* "Both of your vile presence disgusts me. As they say, blood is thicker than water. Instead of making sacrifices for the wellbeing of the people you both lead, you are sacrificing your people's wellbeing for your own instead." Vincent bluntly said in a condescending tone.

Labh became infuriated, and he didn't want to let Vincent keep badmouthing him or his mother. He released the spear stuck in the tendrils and grabbed a spear from a Dullahan behind him. 

"Die, slave trader!" Labh thrust the spear at Vincent once again with the intention of killing him.