"Leader, it's me, Feng Chao."
"Tang Yuan, open the door."
Tang Yuan waddled to the side of the courtyard gate. Its body was enormous, standing taller than the gate.
Feng Chao was glanced at by Tang Yuan, and she felt her heart tremble. Facing such a huge bird, she was a bit flustered.
Tang Yuan grabbed the wooden gate with its beak, tossed it aside, and then returned to its nest to continue sleeping.
Feng Chao watched Tang Yuan return to its nest, then she walked into the gate, carefully closed it again, and carried her belongings into the house.
Inside the house, Jiang Xuan was holding a beast hair brush, drawing diagrams that Feng Chao couldn't understand.
What Jiang Xuan was actually drawing was a map, with the Vine Tribe in the center, surrounded by known tribes.
Of course, because it wasn't professionally done, it didn't look particularly good.
