Ang spent his first carefree stretch of leisure in this forest, surrounded by a tranquility completely cut off from the outside world.
The air here was fresh, and sunlight filtered through the dense leaves onto the ground. Occasionally, a few birds flitted past the branches, letting out clear, crisp chirps.
Ang's magic was abundant, and he could maintain Shapeshifting for a long time, allowing him to sleep peacefully in such an environment.
Although he had not meditated or trained his Qi force, Ang's body and soul still received ample rest amid this tranquil atmosphere.
Early the next morning, Ang was awakened by some faint sounds outside.
He opened his eyes and saw that the four Lizardmen were still guarding the treehouse, their postures tense. They had clearly not rested all night. Their bloodshot eyes showed that they had stayed awake for a long time.
Ang rose quietly, stretched, and used the Water Flow Technique to rinse his mouth. Once he felt refreshed, he walked out of the treehouse and gave the four Lizardmen an order. "Go get some rest."
Upon receiving the command, the four Lizardmen did not hesitate in the slightest. They swiftly turned and headed toward their dwellings.
Their steps looked somewhat weary, yet they remained cautious, clearly not daring to take Ang's command lightly.
Watching their retreating figures, Ang felt somewhat moved.
These Lizardmen might have been simple, but they were exceptionally loyal.
The forest was unusually quiet in the morning. The only sounds were the gentle murmur of the river and the rustling of wind passing through the trees.
Ang strolled through the territory of the Water Viper Tribe, observing the lives of these Lizardmen.
Most Lizardmen lived in treehouses, especially the stronger ones.
The weaker Lizardmen preferred to build simple nests beneath large trees or