"It's not a completely valid basis." Xiang Han Zhou felt headache.
"I don't care." the leader from the Green Mountain Wolf Tribe sneered. "You have to give us explanation today, Xiang Han Zhou. Or do you think that we're soft persimmon who's willing to be bullied?"
"You…."
Neither Xiang Han Zhou and the leader from the Green Mountain Wolf Tribe were willing to back out, but in the end, the two tribes had no other choice but to compromise. They were unwilling to fight just because of a few lambs.
But it was obvious that the relationship between the two tribes had fallen to the freezing points.
Xiang Han Zhou could only take out some things to compensate the leader from the Green Mountain Wolf Tribe while they all agreed that they would not come to cause more trouble.
"If you dare to take more lambs from us, we'll not be so easy to talk to like today," the leader from the Green Mountain Wolf Tribe said before he left with his tribesmen.
