Ah-Lei led Lin Dong and Yun Ruoxian, arriving shortly at the tribal square.
The place was shrouded in darkness, even the bonfire couldn't illuminate the surroundings.
Beside the central fire pit, a grand evening banquet was underway.
Lin Dong and Yun Ruoxian sat side by side, their gazes sometimes sweeping over the crowd, each holding a concern in their hearts.
"Lin Dong, what do you think has happened to Tang Yun and the others now?" Yun Ruoxian whispered softly, a trace of worry flashing in her eyes.
Her voice, though soft, was enough for Lin Dong to feel the heavy concern within.
Lin Dong gently patted the back of her hand as comfort: "Don't worry, since they could come here, they must also have the ability to protect themselves. What we need to do now is find them quickly and ensure our safety."
Saying this, he turned to look at the clan chief surrounded by tribesmen nearby, deciding to take the initiative.
