The crowd did not dare be neglectful, and all said, "Yes, council matters are pressing."
"With the Wujiu Barbarian Army before us, at the very moment of the tribes' survival or death, we must be cautious."
"Military affairs are urgent now; the matter of alliance must come first…"
...
Amid the clamor and disturbance, the alliance council was held again according to procedure.
It was as if everyone had subconsciously forgotten what had just happened; no one mentioned it, and no one cast their gaze toward Mo Hua.
Mo Hua seemed to have become a 'transparent man'.
No one acknowledged him as a Shaman, yet it seemed no one came forth to deny him anymore either.
Mo Hua secretly sighed in his heart.
Still, this was fine; with no one disturbing him, with no one questioning him anymore, he could take part in this council under that ambiguous 'Shaman' identity.
He did not have a publicly recognized Shaman status, yet he was enjoying the treatment of a Shaman.
That was enough.
...
