Chapitre 182: Tribes

The elderly man glanced at his granddaughter, who stood nervously behind them.

A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes as he slowly guided the others to the best hut available.

Once everyone was allocated their accommodations, the elderly man pulled his daughter aside, his expression cold and stern.

"Have you seduced any of the immortal masters?" His tone brooked no argument.

The girl immediately fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face. "No, Grandpa, I couldn't…"

"Really?" The elderly man scrutinised his granddaughter closely.

"Yes, yes, Grandpa," she whimpered, her voice trembling.

"But I saw one of the immortal masters who seemed to be interested in you," he continued. The girl was drenched in cold sweat at his words.