In the night, the village was still brightly lit by torches.
Only after the earthquake and the explosions had completely stopped did the villagers warily return to their homes.
With the return of the Third Elder, several key figures in the clan were summoned over.
Clearly, they were going to discuss the night's disturbances.
However, Lin Fan had no interest in meddling in such affairs at the moment.
After returning to his room, taking a bath, and informing Xu Zhi Rou about the events, he went straight to bed.
He slept soundly and deeply.
In his dream, he seemed to return to the days on his throne when all the tribes submitted to him and the eight desolate regions paid tribute.
"There's trouble!"
Zhao Jiaqi's voice woke him from his dream.
He opened his bleary eyes to see Zhao Jiaqi rushing in urgently.
Her standard outfit of shorts and a crop top was indeed quite an eye-opener.
"Making such a fuss early in the morning, is it really necessary?"
