Huang An's expression was slightly puzzled, as if guessing at Yang Chengwu's unusual expression in the blink of an eye.
After casting a glance at Yang Chengwu without altering his expression, as if nothing happened, he remained unchanged.
"We can talk about the situation in the tribe later, let's settle down first!"
Afterwards, Huang An delegated the tasks to Yang Chengwu and his men, taking on the role of a hands-off manager himself.
In no time, Huang An's three close brothers, hurriedly and with a group of tribal brothers, came rushing down the mountain.
Huang An had noticed them since when they left the mountain gate.
Knowing their intentions, he immediately greeted them with a hearty laugh.
After a period of busy work, it was only at six in the evening that the smoke from the cooking fires rose in clouds at the foot of the mountain, and laughter could be heard everywhere, carried on the mountain breeze.