Beside the oil lake, several tents had been set up, and more than a dozen tribesmen were sweating profusely as they filled barrels with oil before stacking them beside the tents, waiting for them to be transported later.
"Are all of them people from your tribe?"
"To answer Your Excellency, yes."
In such a short time, Zhou Yifei had already adapted to his new identity.
To him, this was actually much the same as working before.
The only difference was that his leader was now Zhou Xu, standing before him.
In essence, what difference was there?
"I was the one who arranged for them to load the oil here."
"Come on, let's go down and take a look."
The approach of the group put the tribesmen below on alert, but after seeing Zhou Yifei among them, they quickly relaxed again.
After walking over, Zhou Yifei opened his mouth with two dry coughs, his voice carrying an awkwardness he could barely conceal.
"Our tribe has now submitted to Great Zhou in its entirety..."
He had been calling Zhou Xu "Your Excellency" and himself "this humble one" with ease, but when he announced this matter to his own tribesmen, he became awkward instead.
The fundamental reason was that he knew these tribesmen worshipped and trusted him.
Because of that, he had always deliberately put on a powerful front before the people who admired him.
But now, all of that pretense had been torn to shreds in front of Zhou Xu.
This made him somewhat afraid to face those tribesmen who worshipped him. The intense shame even made him want to flee.
At the same time, however, Zhou Yifei knew clearly that he had no way out.
After taking a deep breath and adjusting his state of mind, Zhou Yifei explained the entire