After a busy day finding Crunchy Sweet Fruits, Ji Nuan didn't bother going to other tribes to trade. Instead, she chose to stay in her tent and organize her things. Snuggling up to her chubby Little Silver Wolf, she soon drifted into dreamland early.
While Ji Nuan was luxuriating in her sweet dreams, some beasts were conducting unsavory deals under the cloak of the night.
"What's your decision, Chief Sarkar? As long as we team up, the Tumang Tribe would agree to any demand you make," Ya Li's voice was even more sinister in the darkness.
Sarkar stood under a tall tree with two trusted Orcs by his side, their figures shrouded in the shadows and their face expressions invisible.
His slightly hoarse voice echoed from beneath the tree: "I've said it before, after you integrate the Watson Tribe, their current territory should be allocated to us, the Green Mountain Tribe. If you agree, we will assist you."
