"Ethan, where did you find it? Didn't I hide this combat skill?"

Lucas scratched his head. "I accidentally saw it in the ancestral hall. I thought it was a waste to leave it there, so I took it out, thinking our clan members could learn it."

Ethan's beard trembled uncontrollably upon hearing this. He had hidden the combat skill in the ancestral hall, thinking it was well-concealed. Who would have thought Lucas would find it?

This wasn't about letting the clan members learn; it was about sending them to their deaths.

Fortunately, he hadn't heard any warriors in the clan discussing this combat skill recently, so it seemed the news hadn't spread yet.

There was still time to remedy the situation.

Ethan hurriedly asked, "When did you take it? You haven't had a chance to spread it around, right? The clan members don't know about it, right?"@@novelbin@@

Seeing the hope and plea in Ethan's eyes, Lucas's voice grew smaller, mumbling, "About a month ago, when I went to the ancestral hall to pay respects to our ancestors."

"I didn't spread it around; it's a family combat skill. I only told the clan members!"

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