Sarkar was teaching his tribesmen how to barbecue meat by a bonfire. Although the cooked meat was still somewhat under-prepared, it was much better than the raw meat they were accustomed to eating. Everybody was savouring it heartily.
Ge Xing brought Ped to the bonfire and sat beside Sarkar.
While patting Sarkar, who was savouring the meat, he warmly introduced, "Ped, this is Sarkar, the Clan Leader of the Green Mountain Tribe."
Looking at Sarkar still engrossed in his meat, he teasingly raised his foot and gave a playful kick to Sarkar's behind, "Eat slowly, man~"
Showing his disdain, he turned his head to Ped, "The Green Mountain Tribe must have gone a long while without barbecued meat."
Despite the condescending tone in his voice, one couldn't miss the hint of pride in his heart.
Ha~ We, the Watson Tribe, eat barbecued meat all the time~
(Such thick skin, Chief Ge Xing, it was only after Ji Nuan arrived that you guys started having barbecued meat).
