Moreover, despite being a formidable race not to be trifled with, the Xukun Clan suffered from an exceedingly low population due to certain unique reasons, a disadvantage compared to the Heishan Royal Clan.
"And Han Zhu, I want him dead!" The young man declared with hatred in his voice. "If it weren't for him, I would never have lost those five eternal-stage viscera."
"Gan!" Elder Hui said in a deep voice.
The young man froze. It was rare for Elder Hui to address him with such gravity.
"You are the pride of our Heishan Royal Clan. We have great expectations for you. A single defeat means nothing, but I hope you will not be blinded by immediate failures. Your vision must be broad. There are many talents in this universe. Even if you lose this opportunity, there will always be another, perhaps even more powerful," Elder Hui spoke slowly.