บท 224: The Imminence of War

It was already near dusk this time. The sun that was about to set, cast its last afterglow onto the valley and caused the Tudenan tribe to be shrouded in a faint golden glow.

When Zhang Lisheng was carrying out the ceremony, Tugra and Tumu were waiting outside the treehouse. The two people seemed unmoved by the screams resonating from the room from time to time. They did not communicate with each other but merely stood outside the room with a blank expression.

When they saw the young man walk out of the bark house surrounded by the Menger tribesmen, Tugra's eyes lit up right away. Tumu, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes with horror, before concealing it by lowering his head and be the first to bow to salute. "Remodeler…"