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Mu Wanjun slightly narrowed her eyes. She saw that the person in front of her was dressed in a completely black robe.

This circle of patterns shocked Mu Wanjun's eyes.

She had seen many totem tattoos that belonged to the Shamans. Some of them were mutated, but she could still see the original direction of the totem tattoos and the strange axis.

And this black robe's design was similar to the traditional Witch clan clothing.

It would be unreasonable to say that he did not contact her.

She coldly asked, ”Who are you?” As she spoke, her hand unintentionally twirled the Witch clan finger ring on her finger.

That person's gaze never left the finger ring ever since.

Hearing Mu Wanjun's question, he asked: ”Are you the Lord Priest?”

This person was indeed a member of the Shaman Tribe.

Mu Wanjun did not immediately answer him, but stood with her hands behind her back. She looked at him without blinking.

Under Mu Wanjun's incomparably domineering gaze, the That person's aura also weakened a bit. He sighed and took off her hood. An old man in her sixties with a straight back.

His face was calm and composed, with only a hint of transcendence in it.

”Three finger ring s, Lord Priest!” He made a gesture with his hand. Mu Wanjun had once seen that kind of gesture in the snow field of the Northern Kingdom.

It was the purest gesture of a Witch clan elder.

The meaning of this gesture was far higher than Qian Yun's!

In an organization like the Witch clan, with just a gesture, there was no mistake in any of the accessories.

The gesture made by this old man represented the purity and respect of his branch.

As a Priestess, Mu Wanjun's position was only second to the Patriarch. However, compared to this elder, she was still higher. However, the old man only nodded towards her.

Mu Wanjun nodded in return.

”I am Great Elder Mo He!” The old man introduced himself, ”Our young lord has been kidnapped. I know that the young lord is very close to the lord priest. I hope lord …”