Ophelia carefully selected from the sheepskin scroll and finally found two relatively suitable plots of land.
There wasn't much empty land left around the Fuzu Tribe, only five thousand square meters remaining. Thus, Ophelia divided the remaining fifteen thousand square meters into three portions, all situated around the Fuzu Tribe and the Golden Dragon Clan. This way, the patrolling males of both tribes could keep an eye on them.
After purchasing the territory, Tyler tried to usher Ophelia back to the tribe.
Zerev, who had only just gotten to see Ophelia, naturally wasn't willing to let her go. He blocked their path, staring gloomily at Tyler. "Why are you leaving so quickly?"
"If you want strange males coming and going in your home every day, then you can spend a little more time with the Princess."
Zerev pressed his lips into a tight line. Although he knew Tyler was telling the truth, he still felt displeased. He looked down at Ophelia. "I want to stay with you tonight."
