"Boom!"
Jiang Xuan, hugging the still-shaken Qing Ye, jumped down from the stilted house and landed steadily on the ground.
"Leader, are you alright?"
"Leader, who did this?"
"Leader..."
A large group of Vine Tribe warriors rushed out immediately, surrounding Jiang Xuan and vigilantly watching the Crocodile Tribe members who also surged over.
The tribe members were extremely united, but the downside was extreme exclusivity. Tonight, Jiang Xuan narrowly avoided an ambush in the Crocodile Tribe, and the hard-won friendship between the two tribes instantly vanished.
When the Crocodile Tribe leader Chi Mu and the Witch arrived and saw the tense scene, they immediately felt a headache.
Although they had considered the possibility of falling out with the Vine Tribe over interests, it definitely wasn't supposed to be today.
Fortunately, Jiang Xuan noticed them promptly and voluntarily had the Vine Tribe warriors in front stand down.
"Leader Xuan, are you hurt?"
