"Is this appropriate... The Overlord doesn't know about this yet..." The penguin butler was a bit reluctant, as Witherspoon had delivered over twenty thousand butchered Mulan camels a few days ago. With the natural cold storage of the Feilengcui snow mountain ice cave, these frozen meats could have been future rations for Beamon, but they were all thrown into the Sanggan River by the elder.
"What are you afraid of! We're upstream, and we have aromatic red beans, if a plague breaks out, it won't affect us! Haven't all the water-tribe Beamon migrated to the source already? What is there to be afraid of, what is there to fear!" Elder Andulan pursed his lips, "Don't let Richard know about this. He's too busy right now, don't bother him with everything! Tell the hippo elders to get ready, I'll go to the Underground World with them later to recruit a batch of Koutao Merfolk to support Witherspoon!"
Mr. Jabbar bowed and left the room.
