The two-colored Warrior lowered his head and said bitterly, "Leader Xuan, the Rock Sheep Tribe is gone."
"How could this happen?"
Jiang Xuan was very shocked because the Rock Sheep Tribe was not considered very weak among the small tribes. How could they just disappear?
The Warrior somberly recounted the tribe's encounter with the Jackal Tribe's attack, most of their Warriors perishing in battle, and how they barely managed to escape here.
As he spoke, the people of the Rock Sheep Tribe were very saddened, and many of them wept.
After listening, Jiang Xuan sighed, "So that's how it is. After our last trade, I had an agreement with Chief Hong Yan to continue trading next time. I didn't expect..."
Jiang Xuan felt a bit of sorrow at the thought of Hong Yan's death; he had a rather good impression of Hong Yan.
The two-colored Warrior continued, "Now we have no place to go. I hope Leader Xuan, out of consideration for past trade relations, will let us join the Vine Tribe."
