Translator: Silavin Su Bai and his group were waiting outside the Spotted Deer Tribe. Da Gua, Wa Ming, and the others were very vigilant, not only protecting the Shaman but also watching over the linen cloth.
Translator: Silavin At this moment, in the outskirts of the Spotted Deer Tribe, several people had gathered at an inconspicuous small stall. Among them was Hei Ya. He had ordered some grilled dried meat and was sitting in the middle of the stall. Though he was eating, his eyes were observing in all directions, and his ears were alert to every sound.
Translator: Silavin *Chirp chirp…* The morning birds disturbed his peaceful dream. Su Bai slowly opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and remembered he was still in the Wilderness. Once everything came to his mind, he quickly sat up.
Translator: Silavin *Whoosh!* The branches shook as Wa Ming returned.
Translator: Silavin *Crack, crack…* Mai Mang and Wa Ming took turns leading the way, using their stone knives to cut through branches and vines blocking their path.
Translator: Silavin In a forest, over two hundred people were gathered. There were old and young, women and men, all thin-faced and sickly-looking. Each appeared listless.
Translator: Silavin Early morning, before the sky was completely bright.
Translator: Silavin “Shaman, we’ll take our leave now,” Yan Jiao stood up and bowed.
