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Bei Yutang whispered, "We were framed and driven out by the tribe. We're just looking for a place to start over."

"That's perfect, why don't you join us?"

"Can."

With the addition of Bei Yutang and Yan Meng, the team's combat effectiveness has soared. Since Yan Meng began using his wings, he has become even better at hunting ferocious beasts. Their team no longer has to worry about food.

They were now selecting their final settlement. After consultation, they had chosen a flat area not far from the river. This flat area was high, so they wouldn't have to worry about being flooded during the rainy season.

After choosing a spot, the dozen or so members of the group began building houses. The wooden houses were simple, and these orcs were familiar with building houses, so they were quick. In a blink of an eye, a small tribe was established, officially named the Chifeng Tribe.

Yan Meng's fighting ability was the strongest among all the tribe members. He could fly and even hunt thorn wolves alone. His heroism earned him the admiration and recognition of everyone in the tribe.

Yan Meng grew up smoothly and became the leader of the Chifeng tribe.

Tribes from the surrounding areas gradually migrated here. These tribes were the ones that had been severely damaged by the previous volcanic eruption. Some people from small tribes directly joined the Chifeng tribe.

Some tribes relied on their large population and wanted to annex the Chifeng tribe, but were eventually annexed by the Chifeng tribe.

The Chifeng tribe grew little by little, from a small tribe of a dozen people at the beginning to a large tribe of hundreds of people.

Because of the growth of the Chifeng tribe, some distant tribes knew about its existence.

On this day, an orc from another mountain came to the Chifeng tribe and extended an invitation.

In the wooden house at the center of the tribe, ten orcs were gathered together, and sitting in the middle was Yan Meng. At this time, Yan Meng had shed his former inferiority complex.

At this moment, he exuded a sense of majesty and dominance, and his former appearance was no longer visible in him.

Bei Yutang sat below him, opposite Bei Yutang sat Wang Xin, and next to him sat the former leaders of various tribes.

"This time, the people from the Dark River Tribe came to invite us to participate in the annual Sweet Festival. What do you think?" Yan Meng looked at the people present with sharp eyes.

"I think it's a good thing. Our tribe can participate."

"Yes. Let's take this opportunity to let other tribes know about the existence of our Chifeng tribe."

"That's right. This is a good opportunity."

…

Yan Meng raised his hand, and the orcs present shut up.

When he turned to look at Bei Yutang, his sharp eyes suddenly became gentle, "Bei, what do you think?"

Bei Yutang said calmly, "You are the leader, you make the decision."

Yan Meng was not surprised at all when he heard her words.

He didn't know when it started, but every time he asked for her opinion, her answer was always just this one sentence. However, even so, he still asked her out of habit.

It was she who would teach him, little by little, how to conquer them.

It was she who taught him step by step how to manage a tribe and how to make the tribe grow stronger.

Everything Chifeng has now, everything he has, is given by her. Without her, there would be no Chifeng today, no Yanmeng today.

Yan Meng retracted his gaze and turned to look at the others, "Since everyone has unanimously decided, then our Chifeng tribe will participate in this celestial sacrifice."