"What did you say? You were exiled from your tribe!?"
The near-deafening shout suddenly erupted at the foot of a mountain.
Lin You looked at the dwarf sitting in front of him, full of shock and having an incredibly sour expression.
Just a moment ago, he brought the dwarf to the surface and put in a great deal of effort to wake him up.
As a result, the dwarf told him.
He was exiled from his tribe!
The news almost made Lin You's blood boil with rage on the spot.
"So you went up to the volcano to commit suicide because you were exiled?"
Lin You reached up and rubbed his forehead, gritting his teeth with anger.
He thought it would be a chance to make connections, but unexpectedly encountered something like this.
The dwarf also felt quite embarrassed, but he blushed and explained, "Don't talk nonsense! I wasn't committing suicide; I just wanted to find Flame Crystals on the volcano to forge the Dwarf Race's Sacred Artifact!"
"Dwarf Race's Sacred Artifact? What is that?"
