Peng Sheng knelt and kowtowed to the twelve tribesmen, the sound echoing with each bow. When he lifted his head, his eyes were streaming with tears.
He spoke to the twelve men, "Uncles, the Tree Clan has reached a life or death moment. I have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure."
The twelve men wiped their eyes,
Among them, the leader had a star and moon tattoo on his face; he was the Star Moon Priest of the Tree Clan.
The Star Moon Priest said to Peng Sheng, "High Priest, using our lives to ensure the survival and prosperity of the Tree Clan is the best outcome for us,
There are thousands of tribesmen here, all of whom we have watched grow up. In my eyes, you are all still the lively young children, and your path ahead is still long."
After the Star Moon Priest finished speaking, he turned to face the Ancestor Tree and said loudly, "Please bless us, Ancestor Tree."
