This Is My Primitive Tribe

After finishing the two skewers of mushroom meat, Huo Meng still felt unsatisfied and could only wait for the new mushroom skewers to be grilled.

Jiang Xuan quickly finished the mushroom skewer in his hand as well. While continuing to grill new mushroom skewers, he asked, "Chief Huo Meng, your Frog Tribe has just migrated over, did you encounter any difficulties?"

Huo Meng hesitated for a moment, finally gritted his teeth, and said, "Indeed, we have encountered some difficulties."

Then, Huo Meng revealed the situation of the Frog Tribe after migration: with a population of less than two hundred and only twenty or thirty giant frogs left, they could only reside in a remote area.

Huo Meng said bitterly, "Although the Frog Tribe has migrated to the Southern Wilderness, it has come at a great cost. The current Frog Tribe is already very weak."

After listening, Jiang Xuan asked calmly, "So what are your plans?"

Huo Meng looked at Jiang Xuan and finally revealed his true thoughts.

"Chief Xuan, there are too many tribes migrating from the Western Wilderness. It’s very difficult for the Frog Tribe to survive among their conflicts."

"So..." Huo Meng took a deep breath and said, "I request that Chief Xuan accepts the Frog Tribe to become a subordinate tribe of the Vine Tribe, allowing the Frog Tribe to continue surviving under the protection of the Vine Tribe."

After speaking, Huo Meng felt more at ease. He looked at Jiang Xuan hoping to get a positive answer from him.

The Frog Tribe wants to become a subordinate tribe of the Vine Tribe?

Jiang Xuan did not expect that Huo Meng came to him for this reason.