บท 62: Scapegoat

At that moment, in the Lian tribal clan Patriarch compound.

"What!? The bitch, Jiang Xiaorou, has run off?"

Upon hearing the news, the teacup in Lian Chengyu's hand crumbled!

"Pa!"

The hot tea splattered, giving Zhao Tiezhu a shock.

He did not know why Lian Chengyu had worked up such a temper. In fact, Lian Chengyu had an inferiority complex but he was also a proud man. In front of the large tribe's elites, he had to be inferior, but in front of the poor people of the Lian tribal clan, he would not allow anything that was detrimental to his pride.

For example, although Lian Chengyu wanted Jiang Xiaorou, he had never expressed such a desire in front of his subordinates. It was like an emperor taking a liking to a small court girl. He would only visit, but never chase.

How could a cheap commoner be worthy of his pursuit?