Chu Yuxiao gave a glance from the corner of his eye. The person had been sitting uprightly at the main seat all along, a smile on his lips, nodding occasionally or uttering words of appreciation with no sign of impatience at all.
It was really puzzling how he could be so patient.
In reality, Su Yan also understood that he was just adapting to the local customs.
The tribes of the plains are all very hospitable and enthusiastic. If he showed impatience, it would surely upset the people.
Thinking so, Su Yan calmed down, wearing a slight smile, listening to the Yehua Clan Chief's introduction.
He had many children, his oldest son was already over thirty years old.
Each child, whether male or female, was very robust.
When the Yehua Clan Chief introduced his fifth son, Yehua Rongchen, Su Yan's eyes immediately lit up.
Only then did she realize that not everyone on the plains was very strong.
At the very least, Yehua Rongchen appeared much more slender than the rest.
