"This is the first time we've been valued so highly by the Ox-Head tribe."
Speaking of this, Thomas's face showed a look of comical distress:
"Lately, many people from the Ox-Head tribe take turns coming here, staring as if we are some strange beasts. So we don't want to hang around the tribe anymore; we keep finding excuses to go hunting just to get out of their sight!"
After Eric's group left, they had stayed here for quite a long time.
If it were before, the Ox-Head tribe would never have provided food for so long. But this time was different; they hadn't had to worry about shortages for a single day. Bi and the others were always enthusiastic about bringing food and drink.
"We don't know how to process any vegetables, so we only kept a little to eat raw. We were afraid the rest would spoil if kept too long, so we returned it to them," Thomas said, pointing towards the kitchen.
