Translator: Silavin “Just patiently watch. You’ll understand when you see it to the end,” Yan Jiao explained with a smile.
Translator: Silavin Qing Yan was completely dumbfounded. He did not know what to say for a moment. From his memory, no one in the Tribe could read or write.
Translator: Silavin Two girls brought over two steaming bowls of Wolf Tail Grass Noodle and placed them on a stone.
Translator: Silavin Qing Yan and Yue were led out of the Main Teepee, still not being able to fully process the fact that the Shaman had been replaced.
Translator: Silavin Qing Yan and Yue were led by Yan Jiao into Su Bai’s Teepee, which was suddenly full of people.
Translator: Silavin Yu Ying walked to the training ground and softly said, “Chieftain, the Shaman wants you to lead our people to the outskirts of the Tribe.”
Translator: Silavin “Shaman, may I come in?” Cheng Shi suddenly called from outside the Teepee.
Translator: Silavin Su Bai and Yan Hua returned to the Main Teepee, where the fox eared girl had already prepared breakfast. There was a large iron pot of Wolf Tail Grass Noodle.
