Translator: Silavin After leaving Shan Qiu’s Teepee, Yan Jiao and Cang Shi looked up at the sky. They realised it was already afternoon.
Translator: Silavin Yan Jiao and Cang Shi arrived outside Shan Qiu’s Teepee. They exchanged a glance, Just as they were about to speak…
Translator: Silavin “It’s going well. Things will only get better from now on,” Yan Jiao murmured, his red eyes watching the ten looms in the classroom operating smoothly.
Translator: Silavin Su Bai returned to the Teepee with the fox eared girl and sat down at the stone table, suddenly feeling like he had forgotten something.
Translator: Silavin After finishing the grilled meat, Su Bai began inspecting the Tribe, to prevent anyone from making the threads of uneven thickness. It could not be too thick or too thin. Such inconsistency would result in hideous linen.
Translator: Silavin “Shaman, Shaman…” A soft adorable voice called out near his ear, making Su Bai instinctively want to listen more closely.
Translator: Silavin Yan Hua poked the fox eared girl’s waist with her small hand, whispering, “Xiao Yu, take a quick look at the Shaman.”
Translator: Silavin Su Bai took a deep breath, slowly extending the Beast Fur Brush towards the bowl made from a Ferocious Beast Skull. His peripheral vision quickly scanned the Animal Hide Scroll, rapidly locating a recorded passage: ‘From the first stroke to the completion of the Shaman Rune, there must be no interruption. At points where the Shaman Rune is thicker, more material should be used. The same if it is thinner, less material…
