She glanced at the Fox without changing her expression, and the Fox looked back at her with a half smile.
The two of them exchanged secret signals without regard for anyone else, appearing to everyone else as if they were shamelessly flirting.
Sheesh, these lovebirds, picking the worst times to flirt—specifically when we're discussing such serious matters.
Mr. Dan He shook his head helplessly and brought the topic back: "Those of the Black Wind Eighteen Fortresses managed to make it out of the Western Region alive, even seizing the territory of the Fire-Swallowing Tribe. Clearly, they are not to be trifled with; borrowing pigeons from them might be difficult."
All the elders nodded in agreement: "Borrowing pigeons is too risky, better to discuss long-term plans."
The two nodded in coordination, agreeing to consider the Homing Pigeon Message later.
With a bit of time left before dawn, Bai Junjun simply allowed the meritorious Fire-Swallowing Tribe to rest at the schoolhouse.
