During his dozens of days in the outskirts of the Barbaric Beast Mountain Range, Zhaang Ye hadn't interacted with any Martial Artists, but he had seen quite a few and had even witnessed people being killed for their riches. Hearing the shouts, Zhaang Ye knew that both he and this Mammoth had become someone else's prey. A tough battle was imminent!
Zhaang Ye looked at the Mammoth, spread his hands, and said, "Big guy, we're surrounded. If we want to get out of this alive, we have to work together! You attack and keep them busy, and I'll find an opportunity to pick them off. Understand?"
After speaking, Zhaang Ye touched his forehead and thought, 'I must be losing my mind, trying to negotiate with a Mammoth! This thing might have some intelligence, but a beast is a beast. How could it possibly understand something so complicated!'
As he was cursing himself, he saw the Mammoth shake its head and let out two low rumbles at Zhaang Ye.
