Everyone from the Hadu tribe burst out laughing.
Max gently patted Eric's head, then pointed to the items on the wooden plank:
"Not just the cups, but also these bowls, plates, and this clay pot, were all fired by his hand."
A moment ago, these people only had eyes for the food, completely ignoring the containers holding it.
Hearing Max say that, they lowered their heads to look. Sure enough, although stained, they could still recognize that the items were made of the same material as the cups in their hands.
Amidst everyone's jaw-dropping expressions of astonishment, Eric scratched his chin.
He was just standing on the shoulders of giants. Seeing everyone so amazed, he actually felt a little embarrassed.
"Now I truly understand why you let a child be the tribe leader..." Bi dazedly repeated what Tribe Leader Karin had just said.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Eric, the movement so abrupt it startled him.
