The old man holding the piece of paper, upon hearing the young man's words, shuddered violently in his fingers.
Especially when Shaohua tossed the massive stone effortlessly as if it weighed nothing, it was utterly terrifying.
Level 7 warriors... Level 9 warriors...
This is already the strength of a First-class city, right? The elder's heart trembled.
Chu Yun looked at him, "Then the matter of your joining..."
"Lord Yun, we will join your Tribe unconditionally, become one of the Icefield members, and also help you make paper without any conditions!" The old man interrupted Chu Yun excitedly before he could finish.
Chu Yun nodded and then said, "You follow You, she will help you arrange for your tribespeople."
You handed a coconut to Ye Shaohua, "High Priest, this is what the molting found by the seaside."
After she handed it over, she took the old man away.
