Chương 848: Ancient Clans

The new people sobered up when they realized others were present.

"Which clan are you from?" The leader of the black armored men looked at Ling Chuxi and asked arrogantly.

"Clan? What do you mean?" Ling Chuxi looked at the man strangely, not understanding what he meant.

"So you're just a lowly peasant, eh? To think you have the guts to inquire about our origin! Hmph!" The man squinted at Ling Chuxi and scoffed contemptuously.

"Lowly peasant?" Ling Chuxi frowned. The man clearly felt that he was superior to her, and his language made Ling Chuxi think of those ancient clans that had long disappeared in history. Could it be that these men came from one of those clans?