Unfortunately, Jin Yuka was already seated at the head seat, having breathed his last.

And the entire tribe had long been deserted.

Upon receiving the news, Flame quickly rushed over and saw the situation, his fury leading him to smash the entire stilt house along with Jin Yuka’s corpse with a single palm.

"Search!"

"Reporting to the Master." Moxie hurried over, "There’s not a soul around."

"Pursue." Flame waved his hand, "We must recover the King’s Seal."

Soon, the followers of the Flame Sect dispersed, but this place was full of dense forests and swamps, making it harder to find someone than ascending to heaven.

But there were some gains—they caught four people who ran slowly.

In fact, they weren’t slow, but rather delayed in their quarrel over Gold.

They turned out to be Jin Yuka’s two sons and their respective mothers.

"My father doesn’t care for me at all, how could he give me the King’s Seal?" The eldest son, Jin Luo, was scared and knelt down, "I beg the Master to see clearly."

"Yes, that old man hasn’t come to my stilt house in two years." Jin Luo’s mother nodded.

"My father doesn’t care for me either." The second son, Jin Ao, quickly nodded, "I don’t even rank among the males."

"Me too, I haven’t slept with that old man for three years." Jin Ao’s mother also nodded hurriedly.

"Don’t worry, as long as you answer my questions truthfully, I won’t trouble you."

"Definitely will answer." The few quickly nodded, "We’ll say all we know."

"Then who do you think has the King’s Seal?"

"Certainly that dead girl Ayang." Jin Luo’s mother quickly shouted, "She’s the old man’s most beloved daughter..."

"Indeed, sister is good at pleasing father." Jin Ao’s mother didn’t want to show weakness, "The old man once lamented why Ayang wasn’t a son."

"Ayang? Isn’t it Alai?" Flame frowned, he’d been close to Jin Yuka for so long, and that old fellow always showed particular fondness for Alai, the daughter.

"Lies, he likes sister Ayang the most." Jin Luo waved his hand, "I’ve caught them many times, father secretly giving gifts to sister..."

Flame couldn’t help but slap the table.

The few shivered.

"Very well." Flame quickly restrained his emotions and came before them, "Then, where might Ayang go?"

"Definitely taken away by Ran Lei, Ran Lei likes that dead girl, otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to father’s side as a guard..."

Flame closed his eyes for a moment behind his mask, he had ultimately been fooled by that old fellow Jin Yuka.

"Master, can you let us go?" Jin Luo asked quivering.

Flame waved his hand.

The few were instantly delighted, stood up, and started running outside, but had only taken two steps when Moxie at the doorway suddenly leapt into the air; in a flash of cold light, the few had their eyes wide open and stopped moving.

"You..." Jin Luo’s eyes widened looking back at Flame, then fell to the ground.

"Men." Flame didn’t even spare a glance at the dead bodies, "Fully pursue Ayang and Ran Lei, against the Miao people, kill without mercy."

Soon, some small tribes in the surroundings suffered.

"Hand over Ayang, and you’ll be spared." Flame looked at the captured Miao people, his voice icy.

"Don’t know." All shook their heads.

"Don’t know?" Flame sneered, "In that case, I won’t ask, die all of you."