บท 4267: Rescue by the Horn

Ling Han's series of words caused the white-haired elder to feel slightly dazed.

He knew very well that Ling Han had not guessed wrongly at all, and that was exactly what had happened.

He indeed did not have many years left to live, but even if he could only live for a few more days, no one would be willing to die sooner. However, those forces clearly told him that once the matter was settled, the Zhu Clan would become a Venerate Tier-level force, at least.

However, if he didn't agree, the Zhu Clan would face destruction tomorrow.

The white-haired elder didn't dare to doubt the words of those clans.

Thus, after much consideration, he decided to throw caution to the winds, and use his remaining life to trade for a bright future for the Zhu Clan.