章節 696: The Voice from the Swamp

Zhou Hui had mixed feelings as he clenched his fist. In the past, it was because of his playful nature that he had been caught and captured by the slave trade. He had his own willfulness to blame.

Zhou Hui imagined that his father must have been severely heartbroken when he learned of his disappearance. At the thought of that, Zhou Hui couldn't help but close his eyes, his body quivering with regret.

"By the way, that familiar was poisoned and needs to be detoxified as soon as possible," Ma He said hastily. Previously, Ma He had thought they were enemies so he had sent a fatal attack. He hadn't expected them to be friends or even someone from the same tribe. Ma He was ashamed. "I'm really sorry for what I did before, but I also ask for your understanding. If you want to enter the tribal territory, I must inform the tribe in advance, and somebody else will come later."

"Understand." Gao Peng was amiable and nodded to agree.