Tang Zelin didn't laugh, but a few villagers walking ahead of them did.
Some turned around and asked, "Are the mosquitoes there really that big?"
"Absolutely not!" Yuan Xiao had found his loyal audience who didn't require any drafts for boasting. He began vividly telling the neighboring villagers about his adventurous experiences in the primeval jungle in Africa.
Seeing that the crowd around him was listening intently to his stories, Tang Zelin helplessly shook his head and stepped aside, "I'm going to check upfront."
"Go ahead, go ahead, I'll chat with the locals," Yuan Xiao replied.
Hunter Zhang was a mature and steady hunter. As Tang Zelin walked with him for a while, he had made up his mind about him.
As he approached, Hunter Zhang turned his head and looked at him twice. The look in his eyes was indiscernible, but Tang Zelin intuitively felt that Hunter Zhang wasn't rejecting him.
