The Spirit Fox Tribe was filled with jubilation, yet clouds of conspiracy shrouded the sky above it. No one noticed, not even Qing Yusi. Everyone was celebrating at the banquet. The Spirit Fox Tribe had previously been steeped in gloom, every face lifeless and dispirited. But today, everyone had become excited, and the gloom was gradually fading away. However, an even greater conspiracy awaited them.
"Chief, your decision was indeed wise! Look at everyone's faces—they've regained their vitality. The dejection from that crushing defeat has been swept away! If we have to march out again, I doubt their morale will be as low as before!" Qing Chong looked at Qing Yusi with admiration, then happily at his fellow tribesmen.
Qing Yusi shook her head and sighed. "This happiness is only superficial. If we still need to march out and attack Jinmai City, their morale will probably remain low! But... I believe that as long as we are patient, everyone will recover. Then there will be nothing to fear! These emotions are only temporary. After all, life has to keep moving forward!"
"Chief, enough talking. Hurry and give everyone a toast!" Qing Chao raised his cup and saluted Qing Yusi.
Qing Yusi nodded. She was especially happy today as well. Seeing the people of her tribe regain their former liveliness brought her a measure of comfort from the depths of her heart.
She cleared her throat, raised her wine cup high, and infused her voice with Soul Power as she shouted, "Everyone, quiet down!"
Everyone in the Spirit Fox Tribe turned to Qing Yusi and silently waited for her to speak. They stopped dancing, stopped talking, stopped what they were doing, and looked at Qing Yusi with happy faces.
"Everyone has worked hard during this time! It is all because I,