Chapitre 196: Intelligence juices

"Afraid of who?" The seperate elder questioned, intentionally playing dumb.

"All the elder women of your tribe." Osira pointed out what these geezers were all evading.

Furthermore, she felt ready enough to add. "Who are you to decide if they should waste time with governing, or not?"

"We're their husbands and brothers." One from the crowd answered. It was fairly ill-phrased but was understandable.

Timothy had not taken her friend for the type who gets mad over stuff like this. But regardless, he wasn't going to allow these egotistic elders to eventually attain an upper hand of this conversation.

But he also realised that there were many ways these elders could reap the situation to their advantage, for a higher position. So he didn't portray solitude with the grouper-lady, but asked a question instead.

"Okay now calm down. Which of you think that women should be in the governing team?" His tone was flat, so it became difficult to filter out which side he preferred.