Chief Ge Xing shrugged and walked back to his fellow tribesmen, helping them set up their tents.
Being the only female and the tribe's Shaman, Ji Nuan was comfortably seated on a beast skin mat, sorting out her herbs.
"Ge Xing, are you guys ready yet?" Chief Xiong Da walked over from the side, standing not far away and shouting Chief Ge Xing's name.
Ji Nuan lifted her head to glance at her tribe's camp and then spoke up: "Chief Xiong Da, we haven't finished setting up our tents yet."
Xiong Da was puzzled: "Isn't it just setting up a tent...uh..."
His words were cut off by the sight of the sophisticated tents in front of him. Raising a trembling finger, he exclaimed in surprise: "This is a tent?"
Ji Nuan turned to look back and nodded, "Yes, is there a problem?"
