Alse looked at his leader Bain.
Bain nodded, "Yes, my Lord."
"Hmm, then pray."
Luo De waved his hand, "It's fine, as long as there are benefits, I don't mind."
The expressions on Alse and Bain's faces instantly froze.
Bain carefully explained, "My Lord, we don't know the title and name of the god leading our ancestors, so we can't pray..."
"..."
Luo De was momentarily speechless.
He wasn't sure whether to say the cultural gap of the Giant Hoof Tribe was remarkable, or that their ancestors might not have been devout at all.
The three of them immediately fell into silence, only the rhythmic sound of the hammer hitting metal echoed in their ears, making the silence even louder.
After a while.
Alse glanced at Bain, then looked toward Luo De, and cautiously spoke,
"My Lord, may I pray to you?"
"Hmm?"
Luo De was visibly taken aback and resisted the urge to laugh as he asked, "Well... I don't mind, but why do you want to pray to me?"
