Mu Youran turned her head and immediately recognized the person who had come.

"You are the manager of the Ma Yi tribe!"

Ma Lin was very proud that he was recognized at a glance.

Although he was quite famous in Yunmengze, it must have been a great pleasure for an orc who didn't often appear there to recognize him.

What's more, this orc is a beautiful female.

"Oh my, I didn't expect you to still remember me after all this time."

As he spoke, he looked at the pottery stall next to him and said, "You still sell pottery, right?"

Mu Youran smiled and pointed to what was left beside her: "These are all that's left!"

Looking at the remaining twenty or thirty earthenware jars, Ma Lin felt a pang of disappointment.

He thought Mu Youran and the others still had some left, but it turns out that this is all they have.

"I rushed here as soon as I heard the news, but I'm still too late. This isn't enough!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Youran immediately perked up: "How much does Manager Ma want?"

Ma Lin held up one finger: "At least a hundred!"

When Ying Yao and Luo Bai heard the number, they gasped in shock.

This Ma Yi tribe is really rich and powerful, asking for a hundred right off the bat!

Moreover, they weren't the only ones selling pottery, so their tribe probably didn't lack any, yet they still asked for so much right away, which was quite shocking.

"So much, do you need it immediately?"

Mu Youran felt a little itchy; she didn't want to miss out on such a big deal.

Marin shook his head: "No, but we need to gather them all during the Winter Trade Fair."

The clan chief instructed the shopkeepers who traveled outside to keep an eye out for good things and bring some back as offerings to the Great Shaman and the Beast God.

After all, this great shaman is the future beast god, and these tribes, which have little power but plenty of money, must maintain a good relationship with him.

Upon hearing this news, he thought of the pottery of the Sunset Tribe, but he didn't know where their tribe was and could only wait for the winter trade fair. He never expected to run into them at this time.

However, we were still too late.

Mu Youran and Ying Yao immediately exchanged a glance, their eyes gleaming.

"Manager Ma, if you really want it, our Sunset Tribe can provide you with enough pottery during the winter trade fair."

Upon hearing this, Ma Lin looked at them with great confusion. He had inquired about all the surrounding tribes, but no one knew about the Sunset Tribe.

They must live very far away. With the winter trade fair just around the corner, will they be able to make it in time?

Ying Yao could tell he had reservations. After all, it was a huge deal, and the person buying it must have a use for it, so it was normal for him to have reservations.

“Manager Ma, our Eagle Clan can travel a thousand miles a day. It only takes seven days to get here from our tribe, and fifteen days for a round trip. We can produce more than thirty pottery pieces a day, not to mention we have stock.”

"There's definitely enough time!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Lin was immediately captivated; their pottery was simply too beautiful.

The colors are very bright, the surface is smooth and round, and the shape is better than that of the pottery tribe.

“Alright, but I’m worried, so I’ll have my son Masi go with you.”

"Hey, who's this?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the side looking for trouble, and walked up to Mu Youran and Ma Lin.

The male, with its pointed snout, monkey-like cheeks, and buck teeth, wore a long necklace of dog teeth and had gray pheasant feathers stuck in its hair. Its full set of decorations made it look very rich!

He glanced at Mu Youran with disdain, then turned to face Ma Lin.

"Manager Ma, what's wrong? You don't like the pottery from my Tao tribe?"

"Don't forget that your Ma Yi tribe and our Tao tribe have a long-term cooperative relationship. It doesn't make sense for you to suddenly buy from someone else like this."

Malin had already prepared an explanation for the trouble caused by the new chieftain of the Tao tribe.

“These are not pottery used by our Ma Yi tribe. If it were pottery for our own use, we would definitely come to your Tao tribe.”

“But I bought these things on the orders of the clan chief to offer as tribute to the Great Shaman and the Beast God, so it doesn’t count as breaking the cooperative relationship.”

The orcs watching the commotion nearby looked at the pottery they had just bought in surprise upon hearing this.

So this thing can be offered to the Beast God!

The common people didn't know what a Great Shaman was, but the Beast Gods did.

I instantly felt that this seashell flower was really worth it, much more worthwhile than buying those deformed and cracked fruits from the Tao tribe!

Holding the pottery tightly in their hands, afraid of bumping or damaging it, they thought it would be best to take it back, wrap it in animal skin, and enshrine it.

However, these words angered Shu Qiang, and don't think he couldn't understand the implied meaning.

It's just mocking his Tao tribe's stuff, saying it's not as good as this!

He snorted coldly: "Ha, a small Ma Yi tribe dares to be picky."

This was the money bag he had finally found; if it were to be ripped apart by this damn Sunset Tribe, what would be the point of him staying here?

If we return to Beast King City, we'll be the laughingstock of everyone.