Seeing that Fengyi remained silent and his face looked extremely uncomfortable, Ma Li thought he was worried about his arm.
So, he laughed and reassured him, "Young Master Fengyi, don't worry. Once you bring us back to the Zhaoying Tribe, your arm will quickly be healed by the doctor."
Upon hearing Ma Li mention the Zhaoying Tribe, Fengyi got furious!
With a hard kick on Ma Li's shoulder, he pushed him into the mud outside the cave.
"Shut up! Make sure to organize the hunt as soon as the rain stops. You still want to join the Zhaoying Tribe without letting me eat enough?"
The amiable Ma Li quickly crawled out of the mud, his face was still gleaming with a smile, as if he wasn't annoyed by Fengyi's venting anger on him, and he immediately nodded in agreement.
After throwing an annoyed glance at him, Fengyi stopped paying him any attention.
He couldn't be too tough either.
