The night campfire burned brightly, illuminating the dim surroundings.
"Clan Leader Huo."
The tribe leaders gathered around the central campfire. Upon seeing Huo Chang appear, they rose in greeting, their eyes filled with respect and awe.
Such reverence stemmed not only from power but also from the aura and presence that Huo Chang was increasingly gathering.
From a small mountain tribe to an upper-class tribe leader, the tribe was advancing, and as the leader, Huo Chang's momentum was being cultivated step by step.
"Everyone, sit down; here, there is no division between upper and lower tribes."
Huo Chang broke open a jar of wine and poured drinks for the gathered leaders, making everyone rather reserved.
Unsure of what other leaders felt, Cang Hex found the drink quite bitter.
In the moment he lowered and raised his head, his mood had already been adjusted.
