Elder Hassan's face did not show much grief.
"In these fifty years, I have lost eighteen relatives, the vast majority of whom died during the invasions of our country by those two superpowers.
My heart has become numb, and besides, I don't have time to grieve now. I need to quickly turn these supplies into necessities for the tribal residents."
After the battle happened, our tribe's strength greatly diminished. It's inevitable that some people will covet this batch of supplies. If we don't exchange them quickly, I'm afraid these items will soon no longer be ours."
Elder Hassan spoke in a calm tone, but Sean Knight could detect the underlying tumult and bloodshed in his words.
It seems that even if they are of the same race and living on the same land, the relationships between these nearby tribes are not all peaceful.
Sean Knight did not probe further into the matter.
He was just a passerby, and even in a partnership, he couldn't possibly take care of everything in the tribe.
