Seeing the attire of the comer, the crowd was noisy again, but soon quieted down, as if waiting for some kind of verdict.

The cloaked visitor dismounted in stirrups and lifted his hood, revealing his bearded face. His beard was rather luxuriant, and only his eyes and a face the size of a red date could be barely seen under his eyes, and his hair was thick and black, braided with dozens of tiny braids, all of which were tied up in a bunch behind him.

Behind him was a musical instrument with two more strings than the erhu, and the stem made of the ghost willow had been polished smooth and shiny.

"The bard Gree Shiyi brought Rikuben Namin letters from the Ice Dao Sect. With that, he presented a wax-sealed parchment roll.

Huyan Xingxing took the parchment roll, unwrapped the sealing wax, and presented the parchment roll to Häagen-Dazs. Another hunter sent Gree Shiyi to the back tent for dinner.

Häagen-Dazs unfurled the parchment in front of the higher-ups—and the atmosphere around him instantly became eerie.

Zhang Ning didn't have a penchant for snooping into the privacy of mortals, but he found that several high-ranking tribesmen who were far away from Häagen-Dazs would secretly glance at him, and then at Qiu Kuikui beside Häagen-Dazs, and then clumsily put on a casual appearance, which was very hateful.

Zhang Ning's consciousness swept and immediately understood the reason.

On the parchment scroll were a few numbers and a portrait of "Li Qingzhi"—a note from the Ice Dao Sect informing the monks of the Prairie tribe to assist in capturing the thief.

Qiu Kuikui also looked at the parchment roll, her expression was very wonderful, and her expressions of shame, resentment, humiliation, and unwillingness quickly changed.

Häagen-Dazs rolled up the parchment and raised his right hand and swung forward.

The hunter, who had been waiting for a long time, brought a golden tray covered with red silk and presented it to Zhang Ning.

Zhang Ning picked out the red silk, and in the golden tray were four pieces of roasted wax stones the size of pork knuckles. Baking wax stone shimmers, similar to amber in appearance, hardness and toughness are considerable, after the temperature and pressure reach a critical point, baked wax stone will quickly turn into a liquid state, is a relatively rare refining material.

Zhang Ning did not shirk politely at all, and as soon as his mind moved, the golden tray was empty.

Häagen-Dazs smiled sincerely: "This is the dowry of the little girl, although the fairy does not want to marry the little girl, but the fairy helped the Yulben Namin tribe kill the demon wolf, these roasted wax fairy stones have the right to be paid, if there is anything in the tribe that the fairy can see, it will also be given together, and I wish the fairy a smooth journey......

After saying that, he led all the high-level leaders to kneel down, and Qiu Kuikui also knelt in the crowd reluctantly.

The middle and lower class people of the surrounding Yuben Namin tribe looked at each other, but the leaders knelt down, and they didn't dare to stand, and after three breaths, there was only Zhang Ning left in the venue.

At this time, the wooden corridor had also burned out, and wisps of white smoke wafted from the ashes.

The corners of Zhang Ning's mouth rose slightly, it was really a turn of the peak, the Rikuben Namin tribe tried their best to keep it before, and did not hesitate to give him all the Wuyun Rendan, but after knowing his "true identity", he neither dared to offend the Ice Dao Sect nor did he dare to annoy him, so he sent the tribal treasure and euphemistically expressed the urgency of "King, please don't hurt us, take whatever you want, and leave quickly after taking it~".

He smiled "hehe", and flew into the sky with a disposable paper tray, sprinkling several faint green fluorescents......

Ritsuben Namin's dark cloud Rindan looked up at the dark night sky with a dark complexity.