As the elderly member of the Miracle Angel Tribe requested time to discuss the proposal with her companions, Wang Jian nodded with a gentle smile.
"Of course, take all the time you need. I understand this is a big decision for your tribe," he said, his words dripping with honeyed tones.
The seven women of the tribe moved to a secluded location in the lair, away from the prying eyes of Wang Jian and his men. They sat in a circle, deep in discussion.
"I think it's a good deal," one of the members spoke up, "We will have protection and resources. We can also boost our tribe's prestige without the fear of getting hunted."
Another member nodded in agreement, "And we will have access to advanced medical knowledge and equipment. We can further develop our skills and save more lives."
