The Wild Man King was very happy; it had been a long time since the accompanying wild people had seen him so joyous.
A group of people walked out of the thatched hut, heading slowly toward the valley square.
Ah Bao whispered to Yang Xiao:
"Master Yang, you are really lucky. Don't forget about me in the future!"
"How do I feel like I've fallen into a trap?"
"Haha....."
When the Wild Man King appeared, over a thousand people had gathered in the valley. The crowd cheered and all knelt down in worship.
"Great Chief!"
"Great Chief!"
...
In recent years, the Wild Man King usually stayed inside that thatched hut in the forest and rarely attended public events; it was not easy for everyone to see him.
When everyone saw Yang Xiao by the Wild Man King's side, they were all inexplicably astonished, as this valley did not allow outsiders, and Yang Xiao's appearance and dress were clearly different from those of the wild people.
