Su Han looked at him and said, "Oh? What happened?"
The barbarian leader shook his head and said, "A few years ago, our current Great Chieftain, Moore, was seriously ill. His physical condition has worsened over the past few years. Apparently, he doesn't have much time left. Out of desperation, this Great Chieftain brought forward the selection date. In these few days, the new Great Chieftain should be promoted."
Su Han nodded and asked some random questions. "How do you choose the Great Chieftain?"
The barbarian leader laughed and punched his own chest, saying, "Of course, whoever has the bigger fist will be the new Great Chieftain!"
Su Han said jokingly, "Then I can give it a try. Although my fist is not big, my strength is not small."