Su Tang and Gaiyin were oblivious to Huang Yuan's gaze because they were so engrossed with each other.
Yadang, who had been hiding in the back, sighed and stepped forward. "Uncle Huang Yuan, don't fret. Our Winged Tiger Tribe has an abundance of food stored. You all can eat to your heart's content! We will arrive at our new tribal land before the cold season and construct houses that can provide warmth. This way, no one will freeze to death during the winter."
"In addition, all elderly beastmen and cubs who've lost their parents will be cared for by the tribe. We will never abandon them. Once we're settled, we will establish schools for the cubs to study and hospitals to provide treatment to injured beastmen... Although, speaking about these things now is premature. Wouldn't it be better to let the tribesmen eat some food first?"
Huang Yuan nodded blankly.
