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The rest of the Meng'an Tribe went back first; they needed to report the news to the tribe so as not to worry the people there.

Jian Mo and her caravan then returned to their planned route and headed towards the Snow Foot Tribe.

They had originally planned to reach the Snow Foot Tribe in one day, but because they were delayed on the road for most of the day, they arrived at the Snow Foot Tribe a day later than they had expected.

They arrived before sunset in the afternoon.

Snow Foot Tribe is located at the foot of a snow-capped mountain, and there is a huge lake in the village.

The lake has a turquoise color and looks extremely beautiful, and the snow-capped mountains on the shore are also captivating.

The houses of the Snow Foot Tribe are also different from those of other tribes. Their houses are somewhat like stilt houses, probably because there is too much water here, making it cold and damp, and it is uncomfortable to live on the ground, so they have to be stilted up to keep it dry.

The scenery of the Snow Foot Tribe was unfamiliar, but the people waiting inside were very familiar to Jian Mo.

The Pallas's rabbits of the Rain Rising Tribe and the fat chicks of the Cypress Branch Tribe, having learned that Jian Mo and his group were coming, were all waiting here.

However, the two tribes still couldn't get along. As soon as they saw Jian Mo, the people from both tribes would get angry and demand that Jian Mo go to their tribe instead of the other's.

As a result, the young people from the two tribes started arguing in front of everyone.

The Pallas's cats looked at the fat chicks and said, "You don't even have proper houses, just burrows. What would we do there?"

The chubby birds widened their eyes, then hesitated for a moment before shouting, "But you shed your feathers!"

The Pallas's rabbits. "Your food is awful too! You only eat fruit and worms!"

The chubby birds. "You're shedding feathers!"

The Pallas's cats. "You also have a history of defecating on people's heads."

The fat chicks puffed up their chests in anger and jumped up and down in fury. "That's history! You'll shed your feathers right now!"

The chubby chicks turned to look at Jian Mo: "Doctor Jian Mo, you don't want to get a mouthful of hair as soon as you go to their tribe, do you?"

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Amidst the anticipation of the fat chicks and Pallas's cats, Jian Mo smoothly stated, "Today we came out with the tribe, so it's not appropriate to separate from the main group. We'll visit your two tribes next time."

The chubby birds and Pallas's cats all pouted, somewhat displeased with Jian Mo's overly official statement.

Jian Mo smiled and said, "We'll be here for the next couple of days, so come visit us if you have time."

The fat birds and the Pallas's cats all agreed.

Jian Mo and the others settled down in the Snow Foot Tribe. It was clear that Yun Long was very familiar with the tribe, and the Snow Foot Tribe had taken great care in arranging things for them.

The people of the Snow Foot Tribe had heard of Jian Mo, and since Wu Jiong was the chieftain of the Riverside Tribe, the Snow Foot Tribe specially arranged for them to stay in a stilted house by the lake. By opening the wooden window, they could see the shimmering lake and the distant snow-capped mountains.

After staying in the small building for a while, Jian Mo also discovered a small door. Pushing open the door led to a platform outside, where one could sit and look at the lake, the snow-capped mountains, and the sky.

Jian Mo sat on the small platform, enjoying the breeze, her eyes filled with amazement. "They really know how to enjoy life! This view is amazing."

Wu Jiong: "The scenery in their tribe is indeed beautiful, but their resources are relatively poor. They don't have many plants and animals here, and they mostly eat fish."

Jian Mo: "I understand, after all, it's such a big lake, and there aren't many forests or grasslands around it."

After finishing her sentence, Jian Mo looked at the distant scenery and couldn't help but say, "But this place is so beautiful. Wait, do you think this platform is sturdy enough?"

Wu Jiong checked it over and said, "It's alright, how so?"

Jian Mo immediately grabbed his arm. "Then quickly transform back into beast form, I want to lie on top of you."

Wu Jiong granted Jian Mo's wish and transformed back into a giant white wolf.

Jian Mo threw down her shoes, scrambled onto him, found a comfortable spot on his neck, and buried herself in his long fur, sighing, "That felt so good, Wu Jiong, I love you so much!"

The giant wolf turned its head and gently touched his forehead with its mouth. "I love you too."

Jian Mo hugged his head and rubbed against him, saying, "I suddenly feel so happy."

They lay on the small platform, slowly watching the scenery. The clouds in the sky were blown by the wind, changing into various shapes, and the lake below was rippled with wave after wave.

It was quiet here, but not monotonous. Jian Mo engrossed in what she was watching and fell asleep without realizing it.

It wasn't until Wu Jiong woke her up that Jian Mo realized it was already dark.

The Snow Foot Tribe called them out for dinner.

After they left, the Snow Foot Tribe led them to a huge hall.

Jian Mo was surprised to see what was happening, having assumed there would be a bonfire party in the open space outside.

The people of the Snow Foot Tribe laughed and told him, "The wind is too strong at night. People who aren't used to eating outside are likely to get headaches from the wind."

Jian Mo exclaimed, "You guys are so thoughtful."

The Snow Foot Tribe members said, "It's all about experience."

Upon entering the hall, Jian Mo smelled the aroma of food and glanced around to find many people warming themselves around a stove.

Although it is summer now, the temperature in the Snow Foot Tribe drops very low at night.

For someone who isn't dressed warmly enough, sitting by a fire is much more comfortable.

When caravans stop to rest in the Snow Foot Tribe, they are paid, which includes a large amount of meat and food from various tribes. Today's meal consists of these local specialties and fish from the Snow Foot Tribe.

Jian Mo recognized the familiar scent and went over to help.

Everyone knew he was a great cook, so they didn't refuse him the job. Instead, they gave him a relatively central position so he could show off his skills.

Jian Mo glanced at it. "Huh, is this powder from the Powdered Yellow-Cap Mushroom?"

A beastman from the Mengshui Tribe said, "Yes, we brought it specifically from the Sharp Teeth Tribe. This powder is delicious when used to cook beast meat; we wonder how well it works with fish. We're planning to give it a try."