Inside a giant building.
A stern-looking man in blue robes sat at the head of the hall, his presence commanding respect even without anger. Joseph stood beside him, and the two seemed to be communicating through Soul Transmission.
To his left sat a burly man with solid muscles and a thick beard, giving him a rugged, hearty air. Beside him sat a man with a feminine bearing and fair features. A hint of slyness showed between his brows, and his wandering gaze suggested he was plotting something.
On the right sat a man in green robes with a pair of horns on his head. His appearance was almost identical to Buji's. He had to be Buji's older brother, Bulong.
Many enforcers stood on either side. Most of them were High-level Gods.
In the middle of the hall stood Buji's Saint Domain True Body, looking indignant, as though he had suffered a terrible injustice.
As soon as Garen and the women entered the hall, everyone turned to look at them.
Little Dragon, Little White, and Jenny had never seen anything like this. They all moved closer to Garen without realizing it.
Seeing how calm Garen was, they gradually settled down as well.
"Garen, come pay your respects to the Clan Leader and the elders."
Joseph spoke up at once, looking at Garen with concern.
As soon as he entered the hall, Garen took in everyone's expressions.
The Clan Leader and the burly elder looked relatively calm as they gazed at him. Garen felt they even seemed to regard him with some approval.
The other two were different. One wore a gloomy expression, making his thoughts impossible to read, while Bulong was clearly hostile toward Garen.
*Looks like this tribe isn't united after all. Everyone has their own agenda. At least the