The ninth year since the founding of the Vine Tribe, on March 5th, in the residential area of the Vine Tribe, inside the bamboo house where the Old Witch once lived.
"Woo woo..."
The melodious sound of horns echoed from the banks of the Feiyu River, accompanied by cheers from the crowd and the sound of water lapping against the shore.
Chi Shao sat inside the house and looked up towards the Feiyu River, a smile appearing on her face. She knew that the new boats of the Vine Tribe were setting out for their trial sail.
The new boats were much larger and sturdier than the old ones, specifically prepared for the tribal warriors to venture into the central region.
Today, three new boats were being launched for their trial sail. In the past, as the Witch, Chi Shao would certainly have been present, but as the tribe grew stronger, many things no longer required her personal involvement.
Withdrawing her gaze, Chi Shao focused her attention on a massive stone in front of her.
