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It would take about five days to pass through the grassland Wolf tribeâs territory, and it would take about eight days to avoid the various tribes of the wolf tribe.
Buffon didnât want to have contact with the grassland Wolf tribe, so they planned to use eight days to pass through the territory of the grassland Wolf tribe. Anyway, it didnât matter if they had a few more days, and it wasnât a particularly urgent matter.
With Buffonâs help, their journey was smooth. Four days had passed in the blink of an eye. Now they were deep in the territory of the grassland wolves, so they were more careful.
Two days ago, Buffon would go into the alienâs body to drink with Mendes during the day, but now he couldnât. He was always paying attention to the situation outside. Those werewolves were very arrogant, but if they really offended them, they would not be polite.
&Nbsp; Zhao Hai was sitting in the guest room, following Laura and the others to deal with the matters of the magicians and the Golden Island.
There were a lot of merchants on the island of gold. Although the Roson Empire had blocked the sea passage to the Arkas Empire, Arkas still had the Leon Empire, the stupa Empire, and the blue wave dynasty. They had to do business with the Arkas Empire. The island of gold was a place where Pirates traded, and things were very cheap. Therefore, many merchants were reluctant to go there to trade.
Although kun was in charge of the place, he had told them that he would not be in charge forever. Therefore, there were many things that Zhao Hai and Laura had to deal with.
Mendes also followed Buffon. They had never been to the territory of the grassland wolves before. In fact, they rarely left the territory of the Tauren.
In addition, The Wolfman tribe didnât have many friends on the grassland. Few people were willing to make friends with The Wolfman tribe because they were too ruthless. Although many orcs didnât say it, they were actually harmful to The Wolfman tribe in their hearts.
Zhao Hai didnât have any negative feelings towards the werewolves. They were just a little extreme in their actions. Compared to some evil humans, the werewolves were still cute.
As the man was walking, a Wolfâs howl suddenly came. Buffonâs face changed and he immediately said, â &Quot; stop, The Wolfman tribe is coming. Everyone, be careful. &Quot; Zhao Hai walked out of the alien and stood on the head of the strange head, looking in the direction of the wolf howl.
Buffon knew that the werewolves were proud. If they did not stop, they might be attacked by the werewolves. He had contact with the werewolves and knew very well that the wolf howl was actually a warning. It meant that they should stop. If they did not stop, they would be in trouble.
Congo, not long after they stopped, they saw a group of cavalrymen running over from the distance. The mounts of these cavalrymen were giant wolves that were three meters tall. This group of cavalrymen was also a group of wolf-man cavalrymen who were about 2.5 meters tall.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
This was Zhao Haiâs first time seeing The Wolfman tribe. These wolfmen had big wolf heads on their heads. These wolf heads were much fiercer than the ones Zhao Hai had seen in the Jackal tribe. Their eyes seemed to be half-closed, but the occasional movement of their eyelids would send chills down Zhao Haiâs spine.
These people were all wearing clothes made of animal skin. Although they were tall, they looked very thin. It was the kind of skinny that seemed to have no excess fat on their bodies. Under their skin were firm muscles like iron bars. They retreated and did not bring up a single blade of grass. They did not even make a loud sound, but their imposing manner made Zhao Hai wary. These people gave people the feeling that they were undead creatures. They were fierce and organized, and no one dared to underestimate them.
The werewolves stopped five meters away from Zhao Haiâs team. One of the werewolves came out, looked at Buffon, and said in a deep voice, â âBuffon, what are you doing in the territory of our Wolf Clan? And he even brought along the Hercules? Why are there humans?â
Buffon looked at the werewolf and smiled slightly, â âSo itâs the seventh Prince. Why? Is the seventh Prince on patrol today?â
The werewolf didnât seem to buy Buffonâs words. His eyes widened slightly and he said in a deep voice, â âBuffon, you havenât said why you are here?â
Buffon smiled slightly. &Quot; seventh Prince, we are just passing by. We have to go to the Bearman tribe to do something. &Quot;
The wolf tribe member looked at the herculean divine ox tribe and Zhao Hai and said,âWhy are you bringing the herculean bull tribe and the human tribe to the Bearman tribe? What are you trying to do?â
He was very rude, but Buffon obviously knew his temper. Buffon smiled and said, â âActually, itâs nothing much. I just heard that the bear tribe is short on food today. This is Zhao Hai, the foreign prince of the herculean bull tribe. Heâs a major grain merchant of the human race and has food in his hands. I just want to bring Zhao Hai to the bear tribe and see if they need food.â
When the werewolf heard Buffonâs words, he opened his eyes and stared at Zhao Hai. He said in a deep voice, â âYou have food on hand?â
âThatâs right,â Zhao Hai replied with a smile.
Through Buffonâs conversation with the wolf, Zhao Hai had a good understanding of the wolf tribe. They were not dissatisfied with you, so they were so impolite. They just didnât know how to communicate with people, and they didnât like to waste time on polite words. They were more practical, so Zhao Hai didnât waste time on words.
The wolf Clan member sized up Zhao Hai and said,âWhere are your goods?â
âItâs in the dimension bag,â Zhao Hai said, patting his body.
The wolf Clansmanâs eyes flashed as he said, â âThe Wolfman tribe will take your food, but the price canât be too high.â
&Quot; this ... &Quot; Zhao Hai pondered for a moment and turned to look at Buffon and Mendes. Both of them nodded. They were very clear that as long as this matter was known to the werewolf clan, the werewolf clan would definitely want to buy food. In the grasslands, you should offend the orc clan but not the werewolf clan. The werewolf clan was very vengeful.
Seeing the two of them nod, Zhao Hai turned to the werewolf and said,âAlright, please lead the way.â The Wolfman nodded, turned his Mount around, and headed into the depths of the grassland.
Zhao Hai didnât enter the alienâs body. Instead, he sat on the alienâs head and looked at Buffon, â Brother Buffon, who is that person? â
Buffon smiled and said, â his name is Hans. He is the seventh Prince of the grassland Wolf tribe. His combat power is very strong. Although he is young, he is already a level Seven master. He is the first master among the younger generation of the grassland Wolf tribe. &Quot;
âHe seems to be a very cold person,â Zhao Hai said in a deep voice.
Buffon smiled and said, â it looks like this. In fact, Hans is a good person. As long as you donât really offend the wolf tribe of the grassland, he wonât do anything to you. &Quot;
Zhao Hai nodded. It seemed that this Wolf named Hans was just like what he had thought. He was not a really cold person. He just didnât know how to get along with people.
The werewolves werenât afraid that Zhao Hai and the others would run away or that they wouldnât be able to keep up. They just walked in front, and Zhao Hai and the others followed behind them calmly.
After walking for about three hours, they could already vaguely see the shadow of a camp in front of them. This camp seemed to be very large, and the tents were already connected together.
Hans did not stop and walked straight into the campsite. As they got closer to the campsite, Zhao Hai realized that this campsite was actually similar to the campsite of the herculean bull clan and the dog-headed people clan. It was filled with orcs, but the city was a werewolf tribe.
Although the leader of the wolf Clan was similar to that of the dog-headed man clan, there were still differences. Very few people would confuse wolves with dogs.
Although the werewolves didnât show any hostility to Zhao Hai and the others, their eyes were much colder than the dog-headed peopleâs. They had a fiercer air about them than the dog-headed people. This fierceness wasnât just on the surface, it was from their bones.
The werewolves all looked at Zhao Haiâs group with curiosity. Indeed, they were all too strange. There were Mastiff humans, herculean divine Bulls, and even humans.
The wolf Clan and the Mastiff clan of the herculean divine ox clan were all familiar with each other. One was the Royal clan of the ox-headed clan, while the other was the Royal clan of the dog-headed clan. These two clans had pretty good strength among the beast clans, and they werenât clans that could be easily offended.
However, humans were rarely seen here, because human merchants rarely liked to do business with The Wolfman race. If they were not careful and offended The Wolfman race, they would be killed.
There was also a golden tent in the campsite. Zhao Hai and the others stopped outside the tent. Hans entered the tent and came out after a while. He looked at Zhao Hai and the others and said, â âMy father invites you in.â The three of them nodded and followed Hans into the tent.
The wolf tribeâs tent was even simpler than the Golden tent of the dog-headed people and ox-headed people. The ground was covered with animal skins, and there was a fire pit in the middle of the tent. There was no table or table in the tent, and an old wolf tribe member was sitting on the only chair in the tent.
After Hans entered the tent, he stood next to the old wolf. The old Wolfâs body was similar to Hansâs. Although he looked very thin, he gave people the feeling of a copper bar. There were two more wrinkles on his face. These two wrinkles not only didnât make him look old, but instead made him look more imposing.
The three of them quickly saluted the old werewolf and said in unison, â âWe pay our respects to the wolf King,â
The old werewolf nodded and looked at the three people. He first said to Buffon, â âYou are Buffon, right? Howâs your father?â
âIâm fine. Iâm in good health,â Buffon quickly said.
The old werewolf nodded and turned to look at Mendes. &Quot; âYouâre from the herculean divine ox clan? Iâve heard that your herculean divine ox tribe encountered some trouble last year?â
Mendes bowed to the old werewolf and said, â âI, Mendes, Prince of the herculean bull clan, pay my respects to you, Wolf King. Yes, last winter, the bullfighting clan and the Church of Light colluded with each other and wanted to exterminate our herculean bull clan. Weâve already exterminated them.â
When the old werewolf heard Mendesâs words, his eyes could not help but flash. &Quot; âExterminated? Alright, whoâs the current patriarch of the herculean divine ox clan?â
âItâs my brother, Wells,â Mendes quickly said.