This Is My Primitive Tribe

"Take a good look." The warrior answered confidently.

"Whew... they’re finally gone."

Lu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, followed by the witch of the Beaver Tribe, and the tense expressions of the tribespeople around them eased slightly.

"But..."

The warrior said cautiously, "Our houses have all been dismantled by them."

Although Lu Zhu had anticipated this, he was still very angry.

He said hatefully, "They’ll pay the price sooner or later!"

However, he was just venting, considering the strength of the Beaver Tribe, making the Fierce Bird Tribe pay was nearly impossible.

Someone next to them asked, "Leader, when can we go out?"

"No hurry, let’s stay here for two days and go out when we confirm it’s safe."