Cuenca, who had already successfully hooked up with Cole, received another letter from Cole without surprise.

After teasing the little bamboo rat that flattered him a few times, Kunlun and Hull, who were leaning next to him, looked at Cole's request.

"He's a smart guy, he's not greedy. Patriarch, what do you think? ”

After reading the letter, the expressions on the faces of the two became extremely serious. They didn't expect that those guys who gradually replaced the position of chief priest with family inheritance would be so bold and pollute the ancestral artifacts that have been worshiped in the clan for thousands of years.

Seeing Cuenca turn his head towards him, Hull twisted the letter with his fingers and said, "Let me think about it." ”

It's not that Cuenca can't make his own decisions, but it's politically involved, and if he makes a decision that ruins Hull's plans, it will be more than worth the cost.

Hull, who had been scrutinizing the contents of the letter, rubbed his hands together after thinking about it, and said to Cuenca, "I hope they will remember our help from the Howling Wind Department in the future, and now do as he asks, and let him give him a plan." For us, time is also tight. The sooner the battle is over here, so we can rest early and prepare for the next battle. ”

Now that it is imperative to unite with the Fire Clan, the patriarch of the Howling Wind Tribe, Hel, has decided to be generous and meet the other party's requirements, so that the other party will not be unable to contribute in the next confrontation with the five clans.

Seeing that the patriarch Hull coincided with his own thoughts, Cuenca smiled, picked up the brush placed on the stone, and began to write a reply to Cole.

Soon after, Cole, who received the reply again, nodded with satisfaction after reading the letter.

"It seems that the other party is still very sincere. In that case, it's time to put things in order! ”

Cole, who had already made up his mind, thought about it and decided to call his son Pock. As he had feared before, if he was looking for someone by himself, he would definitely be targeted by the secret sentinel who didn't know where to hide. Rather than this, it is better to leave it to your own son.

As a tired Pock arrives, Cole gestures to Pok for the sign language he used during the jungle hunt.

Seeing his father's movements, Poke was also stunned, and then he reacted quickly and walked briskly in the direction of Cole.

'Brush brush brush. ’

On the hide, it is written, 'There may be someone watching, you see me write, and then you can do what I write!' ’

Noticing that his father Cole's expression was so solemn, Pok nodded, and then focused on the animal skin that quickly filled with handwriting.

As Cole expected, Poke, who had read his speculation and partially testified, pinched his fingers and creaked.

"Don't be excited, today is an opportunity!"

After Cole's reminder on the hide, Poke calmed down, took a deep breath, and after steady, continued to look at the content behind.

After reading Cole's plan, Polk thought for a while, nodded to his father, and replied with his lips, "Father, don't worry, I'll do it." ’

"The future of the race is in your hands, and you must be careful before you act, Bock."

After writing the last line on the hide, Cole motioned for Pork to go and follow the plan.

The whole plan can't be played by one person alone, and the father and son have their own advantages. Cole left a large part of the plan to his son Pock, and he decided to carry out the rest of the plan himself.

Polk is in charge of Gula and Ville. As two losers, they are the equivalent of a weakened version of Vera. The two men had formed an alliance since Vera had taken over the position of the chief priest, and for the most part, the two men had come together in advances and retreats.

If Cole had done it or sent his other cronies to do it, it might have put the two on guard. But it's a different story with Polk. As losers in the quest for power, the two will be very cautious about both Vera and Cole. However, the disdain in their hearts for juniors like Shang Boke makes them ignore them to a certain extent.

And Della, who is now appointed by Vera to guard the ancestral hall, still has a heart for his peers in Cole's opinion. So, it would definitely backfire if Polk went. Go on your own, and it's the exact opposite. Not to mention that he is now the head of the clan, his age and previous practices alone will attract a burst of contempt from Della.

You must know that Della is in high spirits at this time, and for his appearance of being nearly half a hundred years old, but doing nothing, and being pressed by Vera, the backer behind him, Cole knows that the other party is also very likely to despise him.

Cole, who consciously slows down his pace and thinks about detailed countermeasures on the road, Cole, who is casual on the surface but is actually secretly observing, is thinking about how to efficiently find out the secret whistle left by Vera.

Along the way, Cole vaguely felt the feeling of being spied on.

In order to see what the other party is up to, and let them take the initiative to show their feet. When Cole was close to the ancestral hall of the ancestors, he straightened his sleeves and prepared to meet Della in a solemn and majestic manner.

Cole's dress is not for others to watch the monkey show. Instead, in this way, he wanted to make the guys who were secretly left behind by both Della and Vera even more despise themselves. In this way, it will help you to wait for the opportunity to find the flaws of the other party and prepare to kill with one blow.

Cole, who played in his true colors, originally thought that the arrival of his uninvited guest would make Della grin at his 'wreck' like a lion cub defending his territory.

But Cole never expected that Dra, who was left behind by Vera, not only did not make the expression he expected, but also received him with a happy face.

Now Cole, who really can't figure out his head, decides to take a step by step to explore the low level of this guy he can't see through.

In this way, the two of them were polite on the surface, but in fact, they were testing each other and pressing step by step. Both sides probably have a new understanding of each other.

Perhaps Cole passed the graduate school entrance examination, and Della slipped a roll of animal skins into Cole's hand in a blind spot.

For a moment, he felt a foreign object in his hand, and Cole was very familiar with tucking the leather into his roomy cuffs.

This meeting ended with the interaction between the two.

However, Cole's performance is far from over. After leaving the ancestral hall, Cole exerted 200 percent of his acting skills, and after stepping out of the gate and turning his back to Della, his face sank into black jade.

Perhaps because he felt that the task was complete, the few vague breaths that Cole had felt before had begun to disappear after he 'changed color'. In response, the corners of Cole's mouth curled up in a shallow arc.