Ye Luo looked at the hill giant with amusement. "Why are you so afraid of me? I don't eat people..."
The hill giant bared his teeth. "You may not eat people, but you kill people! I'm only two thousand five hundred years old. I'm still young! I'm not even an adult yet! I haven't gotten married yet! I haven't followed the chieftain into the starry sky to forge an immortal barrier yet! I haven't eaten a Longevity Fruit yet! I haven't..."
In short, the hill giant's meaning was clear: he was still young, and he did not want to die.
"Two thousand five hundred years old, and you're not an adult yet? At what age do your people become adults?" Ye Luo's attention was completely fixed on the hill giant. To him, all the Rank 20 experts present combined—including Staff Demon Luo Cheng and summoner Yuwen Huai—were less intriguing than this hill giant.
Speaking of his own race, the hill giant was filled with confidence again. He puffed out his chest and declared domineeringly, "Five thousand years old! We become adults at five thousand. Every hill giant can reach Rank 28 after becoming an adult. My father is a Rank 32 expert. He's the number one warrior of our hill giant race! Hehe, I'm my father's only son. When I grow up, I'll definitely inherit my father's strength and courage and become the number one in the hill tribe—oh, no, my father is number one, so I'll be the second greatest warrior!"
So this fellow, who looked mature beyond belief, was actually a prematurely aged little brat!
Ye Luo had heard of the Starry Sky Tribes while browsing the interstellar network. Their members were actually a kind of starry sky beast. Starry sky beasts were generally rarely social creatures, and