Baza looked somewhat troubled. "You're the fastest learner here. If I'm gone, you can still take on important responsibilities. I can't let you down."
"Don't talk about harm or anything, this is my own choice." Firstly, Fang Rong was very curious about what kind of illness required seeking help from outside, and secondly, she had to go regarding the spaceship. "Promise me, I can protect you."
Baza laughed immediately, "There's no need for your protection, the chieftain will definitely arrange it."
"That's not necessarily true. I'm no weaker than them." Fang Rong puffed out her chest.
"Really?" Bazaar didn't believe it.
"You'll find out when the time comes," Fang Rong said mysteriously. "Anyway, you can't go wrong by bringing me along."
"Alright, alright," Bazar said, unable to resist his pestering. "Then I'll take you with me."
"Hmm." Fang Rong also packed up his own things. Every time he went out, he had a feeling that he would never come back, so he would pack his things cleanly. Of course, he couldn't forget to bring Fang Hua with him.
Fang Hua was his most expensive piece of luggage.
The two of them got ready and arrived at the door as agreed. They met with the clan leader, and together with several male members of the clan and the other members of the Bashe clan, they left. Fang Hua was also among them.
Just like Fang Rong's most valuable possession, Fang Hua, Fang Hua's most valuable possession is also Fang Rong. Wherever Fang Rong goes, he goes, ignoring all advice.
In any case, they successfully entered the Bashe tribe. The Bashe tribe was even more beautiful than they had imagined. Even in autumn, the flowers were already in full bloom and the grass was still green. Perhaps it was because everything was poisonous. There is a saying that the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.
The Bashe tribe led them to remote places, avoiding flowers and fruits as much as possible, obviously to prevent them from being poisoned and causing unnecessary trouble.
It's quite strange that the Bashe clan even has a prince. I thought there was no distinction between superiors and inferiors in this place. It seems that no matter where you are, there is a clear distinction between noble and lowly.
Those members of the Bashe clan didn't seem to be lying to them; they kept introducing the place to them as they walked, hoping to ease their fear.
Fang Rong didn't feel anything. Fang Hua was walking outside him. If anyone was going to die, it would be Fang Hua first.
At least he left a blanket behind after he died.
Although it's a bit unfair to think this way, there's nothing I can do about it, since Fang Hua is his girlfriend.
"Being your boyfriend is so miserable." Fang Hua seemed to have heard this and said in a low voice, "If I were to die, I would hold Fang Rong in my arms."
Fang Rong glared at him, "You try it."
Fang Hua dodged the question, pointed with her delicate hand, and changed the subject, "Look, what's that?"
Fang Rong looked in the direction he was pointing and saw several wild boars, spotted and looking poisonous.
"The little spotted pig is Fang Rong, and the big spotted pig is me."
(▼皿▼#), you're the pig!
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