Hearing Yan Li's voice, the Flower Mother instantly got angry!
Half of her anger was instantly directed at him, "You little cub, come over here! Tell me, do you think the same as your uncle? That after learning the cultivation methods that will awaken the Beastmen, you'll leave the Winged Tiger Tribe?"
Yan Li glanced at Huang Yuan.
Huang Yuan, behind the Flower Mother, was hastily shaking his head.
"Well, Aunt..."
"Li Cub, you can't be like your uncle. We have to be diligent and kind Beastmen! The Beastmen of the Winged Tiger Tribe have treated us so well, they've given us food and Beast Skin. How could we leave the tribe after learning their cultivation methods?"
Yan Li quickly waved his hands.
"No, no, no, Aunt, you're right, I don't think that way anymore!"
The Flower Mother nodded in satisfaction, "Mm, that's better, huh? What's that in your hand?"
In his hands were two atlases the size of A4 paper, very conspicuous, impossible to ignore.
