The Shaman stood up in excitement, barely restraining the urge to give Qiao Xixi a hug.
Sensing his fervor, Qiao Xixi quickly took two steps back and sat down on a nearby stone stool.
"Shaman, please, sit down and tell me what's on your mind."
The Shaman nodded, the excitement on his face undiminished.
"Priest, we've found more Grass Fruit."
Qiao Xixi was surprised. "You found more?"
The Shaman nodded. "That's right. I've already sent Hong Xi with the tribe's males to gather them."
Qiao Xixi hadn't expected to find more, but 'this is a good thing.'
The Shaman wrung his hands, seemingly at a loss for how to begin.
"Is there something you wanted to say, Shaman?"
The Shaman looked quite awkward.
"Priest, I know that refining Salt Crystals is your secret method…"
"You want me to teach you how to refine Salt Crystals? Of course."
The Shaman stared at her in shock. A Priest would never normally share such a method so easily. He hadn't expected Qiao Xixi to be so generous.
