"..." Bai Junjun.
"..." Li Wenli.
It seemed that Madam Mao was indeed a cultured person, succinct and to the point.
Meanwhile, the Clan Leader, once again with his people, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, their attitude clearly conveying a message of unconditional submission, even without Ermao's translation.
Bai Junjun nodded and said, "Alright, we'll go back and make a plan. We'll come over again tomorrow. You all get some rest."
As the two prepared to make their way home, the Clan Leader enthusiastically ordered a few people to carry over all the food that had been offered to them earlier.
From the middle of the night until now, quite some time had passed. The two returned with their spoils of war, and everyone was having breakfast. Seeing the two bringing back so much game so early in the morning, they were all astonished.
Bai Junjun coughed and said, "Our neighbors gave this to us."
"Neighbors?" Everyone was stunned.
