Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
She was acquainted with the Tribe Chief of the Undead Race? It seemed like they shared a history. What exactly was happening here?
If the Tribe Chief was willing to lend a hand, it could mean salvation for the Supreme Sect. They wouldn’t have to rely on those other experts itching to venture into the mystic realm.
“We?” Gu Chaoyan’s expression twisted with confusion, but she wasn’t foolish enough to deny the significance of the situation. The Supreme Sect desperately needed the Tribe Chief’s assistance. Even if she had made a mistake in the past, she was determined to make amends.
However…
A pang of guilt crept over Gu Chaoyan, causing her smile to stiffen.
She also worried that revealing too much might jeopardize her plan. So, after her brief pause, she smiled and patiently awaited the Tribe Chief’s next move.
Observing this exchange, the Head of the Undead Race found himself both shocked and puzzled. He discreetly jabbed Gu Chaoyan’s arm and winked.
“What’s going on here? Why didn’t you inform us earlier that our Tribe Chief is an old friend of yours?”
He regretted how he had treated her initially and vowed to treat her better from now on. If he could gain her favor, perhaps she might persuade the Tribe Chief to assist them. That would be an incredible advantage.
The Head of the Undead Race felt a mix of distress and relief. At the same time, he recognized the fortuitous oute of his collaboration with Gu Chaoyan. Without her, he wouldn’t be in this favorable position.
It wasn’t too late to make amends.
With a flattering look directed at Gu Chaoyan and then at the Tribe Chief, the Head of the Undead Race wore a satisfied expression.
Gu Chaoyan exchanged a hesitant wink with the Tribe Chief, her confusion mirroring his own. What exactly was transpiring here? The Tribe Chief had just arrived and claimed they hadn’t met in a long time, but Gu Chaoyan had no recollection of any prior encounter with him. She was entirely innocent in this perplexing situation.
She had anticipated that the Head of the Undead Race would offer assistance, but instead, he seemed to be showering her with flattery. She couldn’t help but wonder how she had been so oblivious to collaborate with someone like him.
Their subtle exchange didn’t go unnoticed by the Tribe Chief, who chuckled at their interaction.
It was the first time he had seen Feng Le act in such a manner. Was she… a bit cute?
The Tribe Chief’s laughter prompted them to restrain their gestures, leaving both with stiff smiles, especially Gu Chaoyan, who found it increasingly difficult to maintain her posure.
“I sensed that you were in trouble, so I came,” the Tribe Chief explained.
While Gu Chaoyan had been momentarily shocked by his earlier claim of a long absence, now that she heard his voice directly, she was genuinely surprised. The Head of the Zombie Tribe had sounded aged and experienced, like an old uncle. But the Tribe Chief’s voice conveyed youth and charisma. It left Gu Chaoyan puzzled.
She turned to look at the Head of the Undead Race, feeling somewhat let down by his earlier behavior.
As Gu Chaoyan sighed internally, the Head of the Undead Race passed a black authority token to her. “You won’t need to trouble yourself further; just summon me when needed.”
“…..”Gu Chaoyan accepted the authority token with a guilty smile directed at the Tribe Chief. Holding the token felt like holding a delicate and dangerous secret.
They were both entirely in the dark about what was unfolding, and Gu Chaoyan was well aware that summoning the wrong person next time could be disastrous. She valued her life too much to take such risks..
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