As night fell, the Flame Dragon Tribe seemed to be swallowed by darkness, with visibility reduced to almost nothing.
Almost simultaneously, the bonfires within the Tribe were lit, and streaks of orange-red light illuminated the entire Tribe. Warm orange firelight flickered in the Teepees, with sparks occasionally floating out.
*Crackle crackle…* The wood in the bonfires burned vigorously, and the entire Tribe was filled with crackling sounds. This sound, combined with the night calls of beasts and strange insects, complemented each other well. It did not disturb the tranquillity that belonged to the night, but rather enhanced it.
Su Bai was currently inside the Teepee. He had just finished dinner, which was a bowl of instant noodles. He was rubbing his belly contentedly as he muttered with a smile, "If only I had some white rice."
