"Um?" Following behind Shi Niu, Lin Qian turned his head in confusion, and then noticed another burly man hurrying after them.
"By the look of it, you must be Shi Meng, whom Shi Niu has mentioned." Looking at the approaching burly man, Lin Qian saw the scars covering his body and sighed, "You are remarkable. This tribe's survival up till now owes much to your contributions."
Embarrassed by Lin Qian's immediate praise, Shi Meng scratched his head and said, "You jest; thank you for saving my fellow clansmen earlier."
"We are all from the Human Clan, no need for thanks." Lin Qian didn't mind and continued following behind Shi Niu, observing his surroundings.
Perhaps due to the harsh environment, the Human Clan in this Small World lived in abject conditions. In the Stone Tribe, Lin Qian saw only mutual help with no signs of scheming against one another.
The people of the Stone Tribe had only one thought: to survive well.
