All the while, Bradok was laughing heartily and Treeda's mouth was agape in deep thought. But Bradok suddenly stopped laughing. Too suddenly. Everyone else at the table stopped what they were doing and stared back at the balding gorilla.
"... Warak. Due to your answer, there's one last thing I must ask you. Can you please send Young Master Belma away first?"
Warak was quiet but nodded, shooing Belma away with his hand. She complied and offered them each a bow before exiting the silent formation and returning to the young candidates.
Right away, not wasting even a second, Bradok asked, "How fast can we get to your clan totem and back?"
"HUH?! What are you–"
"Trust me, Bro Warak. I need to confirm this one thing, and then I can promise that the dreams of your clan can be achieved. Do you trust me?" Bradok questioned as he got up, extending his hand.
