"Even if your numbers are numerous, gathering an exact number must mean there's some left over."
"Only the entirety of the Master of Rain's tribe is offered up, such sincerity should be rewarded with Divine Skill!"
"..."
The atmosphere in the scene fell into silence.
The Rain King displayed a look of confusion.
But in the next moment, joy surged in his heart, and he thought to himself, "I merely forgot to count the numbers earlier... Otherwise, I would have only given one hundred forty thousand, leaving an uneven number!"
"Along the way, a batch of offerings were eaten, leading to an insufficient number, yet the Dragon God sees it as genuine sincerity?"
"Indeed, the heavens have intentions, and it seems I am destined to receive this fortunate opportunity!"
"The Master of Rain above, ancestors bless, it seems that in this banquet, the alliance with the Dragon God will surely be mine, the Master of Rain tribe!"
