Ding Fan finally made up his mind; he didn't want to starve in weakness. As long as he could swallow it, he and his subordinate family in the Northern Wastelands could succeed.
He pondered for a while, then waved to the crowd to step back, leaving only Ye Li. Then he asked, "Family Head Ye, how certain are you that the Giant Tribe will listen to the Meng Family?"
Ye Li understood what Ding Fan was worried about. He thought carefully for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Seventy percent certainty, perhaps. The Giant Tribe, like the people of the Meng Family, are simple-minded. Such people are the easiest to control. Normally, as long as the Meng Family's head comes over, the Giant Tribe will follow his orders."
"Alright, I'll bet on it!"
