Translator: Silavin *Tap tap…* As they walked, Su Bai suddenly stopped, almost causing the fox eared girl behind him to bump into him.
Translator: Silavin “So mysterious,” Yan Hua muttered, wondering if all Shamans were like this, always keeping people guessing.
Translator: Silavin Breakfast was still roasted meat, along with a few berries brought by the cow horned girl.
Translator: Silavin “Father! Father…” Yan Hua was shouting from afar, running towards Yan Jiao who was about to enter the forest.
Translator: Silavin *Splash splash…* Su Bai was awakened by the sound of water being poured. He opened his eyes groggily and turned his head slightly to see the fox eared girl pouring water into a stone pot.
Translator: Silavin As night deepened, the people of the Tribe had long finished their work on the ‘grooves’ and had all gone to rest.
Translator: Silavin In the Teepee, Su Bai was writing a diary. It was a habit he had developed after writing novels on Earth. He would record his inspirations whenever they came.
Translator: Silavin As the sun set in the west, it was once again dusk.
