Gonggong stood at the army camp in the Mufu Mountain Range, his eyes casting straight toward the various buildings miles away.
Buildings that seemed to resemble domed structures rose from the ground, and they all appeared to be made of metal.
Both their sturdiness and their weather-proofing far surpassed the camps they had set up in the past.
At that moment.
Chi Songzi walked over, and Gonggong merely looked and said in a calm voice, "What does the tribe say?"
"They said your words are nonsense and told you to guard this place well, not to abandon your post."
A trace of helplessness flashed in Gonggong's eyes.
If he were still the leader, those people in the tribe would eagerly replace him immediately.
They would insert their people into important positions to gain benefits.
But because he was captured, they couldn't leave the leadership vacant, so the tribe members took the opportunity to let Chi Songzi replace him.
