The old shaman's eyes lit up at the words; there was truly no news better than this.
"Then I must certainly stock up on food, haha."
"Old shaman, it's already almost the cold season, such a dangerous time, why did you suddenly come all this way to me?" Ji Nuan was quite puzzled looking at them.
The old shaman shook his head with a bitter smile: "It is indeed with a request for Shaman Ji Nuan that I had to come this time."
Seeing the old shaman's appearance, Ji Nuan found it quite strange.
"What has happened in the Sahara Tribe that makes the old shaman so troubled?"
"Shaman Ji Nuan, you might not know, but on our oasis, every year there is a tribal challenge. If any lesser tribe wishes to replace us as the first tribe, they can issue a challenge.
Actually, now such challenges have become a lively gathering of all the tribes on the oasis.
But this year, a few middle-ranked tribes below have somehow united and issued a challenge against us."
The old shaman sighed deeply.
