After everyone had eaten, it was time to rest for the night. With more and more people joining them, the cave had become extremely crowded. However, twelve people still lived outside. They were the ones assigned to take turns standing watch at night. A few days earlier, Luo Chong had ordered people to build a wind-sheltered blue-brick shed inside the walls for them to live in.
Big Mouse and his companions had also been assigned there, but he did not go to sleep. Instead, he stood guard on the wall with Luo Chong. Luo Chong kept watching outside, wanting to see whether the wolf pack would come out of the forest again at night, while Big Mouse kept his eyes on the inside of the walls.
He could not understand what had happened to the Han Tribe over these past few days. How had it changed so drastically? In particular, there were more than a hundred wolf pelts hanging out to dry. He could tell what kind of beast they had come from, and he knew even more clearly how ferocious those beasts were. Besides, all those wolf pelts were fresh.
The Han Tribe had actually killed so many gray wolves. Their fighting strength was unbelievably powerful. Big Mouse secretly compared them with his own tribe. If it had been his tribe instead, he was absolutely certain they could not have defeated over a hundred gray wolves.
Then there was today's trade. The Han Tribe had not needed to go anywhere. They had simply sat at home, warming themselves by the fire and drinking meat broth, and had gained ten underlings. Meanwhile, he had run himself ragged for several days, to the point that his toes were nearly frozen off, yet his own tribe had only gained five people. If