Gai answered Allen's question like a marionette.

Allen nodded with satisfaction and asked.

"Well, do you have any idea about Ming's death?"

"Or do you think he deserves to die?"

"What?"

Facing Allen's question, Gai was nervous and didn't know how to answer it.

However, the screams of Shamans and young patriarchs came one after another.

Some even kept cursing.

Gai felt uncomfortable.

"Shut up, or I'll ask Master Allen to let me kill you!"

After taking a look at the indifferent Allen, Shamans and young patriarchs were sure that he was not bragging. They all shut their mouths in silence.

The most important thing was that Shamans and young patriarchs, who were not stupid, also noticed that. It seemed that as long as they did not run away, Allen would not kill them.

So they all shut up now, so that Allen could pay less attention to them.

In this way, the chance of survival would be greater.

"Actually..."

When Shamans and young patriarchs obediently closed their mouths, Gai took a deep breath and began to talk about the things that Ming had done to them.

"Sometimes he is good, but sometimes what he has done makes me unable to understand."

"So you still agree with him, or in other words, do you agree with him?"

After hearing Allen's words, Gai fell into silence and thought for a long time, which made Shamans and young patriarchs, who were standing aside as the audience, anxious.

They were afraid that if Gai couldn't figure out what Allen meant and said something that made Allen angry, they would be doomed!

However, these Shamans and young patriarchs didn't dare to interrupt him.

They could only be anxious.

"You have to answer Master Allen's question. What are you doing here?"

"That's right. Who do you think you are? Master Allen is waiting for you. Do you want to die?"

"Oh my God! That's it! If you don't say anything, we'll all be doomed!"

Finally, Gai opened his mouth slowly.

"I think that to judge a person's good or bad, it can't be judged from what he has done, but from what he hasn't done."

"For example, he didn't make us starve, nor did he make his cannon fodder become the food of the cannibals."

"He has taught me a lot, and there are many bad things that haven't been told me."

Allen nodded. He knew that these bad things referred to the Shamans and young patriarchs.

"But I don't hate him. I think since it is him, there must be a reason for him to do so!"

"Good job!"

After hearing what Gai said, Allen felt surprised.

So in this case, Allen didn't want to play anymore. He'd better tell Gai about the relationship between Ming and him earlier. Anyway, it seemed that he was stable enough now.

"Well, then I'll tell you now why your patriarch hides the truth from you, the other young patriarchs."

"Please tell me everything, Master Allen!"

Gai raised his eyebrows and seemed to understand something, especially when he thought that Allen was the last person who had seen Ming and Zack. He must have known some secrets of their tribe.

"There is only one truth. Listen carefully!"

"Okay, okay, Master Allen!"

"Master Allen, we are listening to you carefully!"

Before Allen told them the truth, he silently glanced at these Shamans and young patriarchs and asked them to prick up their ears.

"You didn't think wrong before. You are the next patriarch of the savage tribe. No one can change this fact."

"As for these young patriarchs, they are just some gimmicks. Ming just wanted to give these tribes some hope and think that their tribe can have a patriarch and move forward!"

"Otherwise, you guys who know the truth and the Savior will lose hope for your lives! That's why Ming comforts you to set up the next successor of patriarch!"

"I think the cannibals should be the same!"

Gai felt his brain buzzing.

He didn't understand Allen's words, but the reaction of Shamans and young patriarchs was even greater.

"Damn it! How could it be possible? Are we all backup?"

"That's impossible! That's impossible!"

"Have we been living in a lie for so many years? I can't believe it!"

"Master Allen, are you telling the truth?"

Allen turned around and said to them as soon as he heard the begging words of Shamans and young patriarchs.

"It's true. Ming told me before he died."

"But why?"

Gai finally woke up from his shock and was happy.

Because Allen's recognition made him full of expectation and hope for life again.

The most important thing was that he finally knew Ming's heart, and finally let go of his hatred for him.

"Why? It's simple. You are his son!"

However, Allen's following words stunned him.

The other Shamans and young patriarchs were also shocked and speechless.

"That's even more impossible. How could we not know whether our patriarch has a child or not?"

"Yes, if anyone in our tribe can have the child of our patriarch, she will jump up and scream!"

"That's right. This is something that will make their tribe glorious for a long time. How can they hide it?"

"Master Allen! Are... Are you mistaken?"

Allen frowned and looked at these Shamans and young patriarchs.

"Are you suspecting me? Are you too bold?"

As Allen spoke, he was about to walk toward the Shamans and young patriarchs as if he wanted to kill them.

All of a sudden, these guys shut up.

"Haha, Master Allen, we are just kidding. How can we suspect you, Master Allen?"

"That is to say, Master Allen, our worship for you is like the fallen leaves on a tree will come out even if they fall!"

"What the hell are you talking about? We mean Master Allen, what you said is right!"

Allen didn't want to talk to these Shamans and young patriarchs anymore. He felt that they were carved out of villains who were good at judging the situation.

Allen preferred to deal with Gai.

"So, Master Allen, why didn't he tell me that I am his son?"

But Allen soon found that being a fool seemed to have some benefits.

Even if a fool knew whose child he was and the person who killed his father was in front of him, he could still remain calm in front of Allen.

"The reason is simple. You are not born by Ming and savage with normal wisdom! You are born by him and cannon fodder!"

"What?"