An Accidental Change

Perhaps it was the bright feathers fully stuck on his head that formed the shape of the crown and the expensive animal skin covered with long soft hair wrapped around him that added a bit of awe-inspiring air to him. With just a few months of not seeing each other, Tugra whom Zhang Lisheng had appointed to become the tribal headman had come to possess an air of majesty. However, from the apparently tired look on him, it looked like being a headman did not seem to be an easy deed.

"Alright, Tugra. Get up now. I have something I want to ask you." Zhang Lisheng looked at the aborigine kneeling by his feet. He gradually shrank his body to a normal height before walking straight into the biggest tree bark house in the entire Tudenan tribe beside the totem pole.

"Yes, Great Remodeler!" Tugra replied and stood up in a hurry. Walking behind the young man anxiously, he entered the sacred house dedicated to the tribal book of history.