Qiao Xixi was a little surprised.
"Jin Ling, what are you...?"
Jin Ling paused, walked over to her, and gently smoothed the frown from her brow with his fingertips.
"I know what you're thinking. We'll leave the tribe first thing tomorrow morning."
Qiao Xixi grabbed his hand.
Jin Ling pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead.
"Rock is the Clan Leader. If we stay, we'll run into trouble again sooner or later. I can't rest easy."
Qiao Xixi had indeed been planning to leave; she just hadn't expected Jin Ling to be thinking the same thing.
She had originally thought that by gradually getting along with the beastmen and becoming the Priest, she could safely wait out the cold tide here.
But now, that seemed impossible.
"We'll head to the Black Panther Tribe. If we find a suitable place along the way, we can stop there to wait out the cold tide."
Qiao Xixi nodded.
"Alright."
