"Xing Luohou!"
"Zhang San!"
Zhang San, leading his people, arrived at the final destination of this journey, the flourishing tribe of Xing Luohou, which lay to the north of Great Sui's Longwang Road.
Originally, Zhang San thought that there were already many different tribes to the north of Longwang Road, and with Xing Luohou's arrival, there would inevitably be chaos.
Yet, upon arrival, he discovered that the chaos of minds and the mental disarray were of no concern at all.
It didn't seem at all like a powerful tribe had suddenly migrated here.
It seemed more like Xing Luohou's tribe had always been here, and even their relationship with everyone was quite harmonious.
"It's been a long time, I've missed you! Xing Luohou, you seem to have lost some weight recently. You need to eat more!"
"Brother Zhang San, I see you've lost weight too. You must take care of yourself!"
"It's because I've been missing you!"
