Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system

Xia Yue and her group had prepared tea at home already and were waiting for their arrival. This time, plenty of chairs and tables had been set up, along with some snacks like sunflower seeds and peanuts.

Yan Mo stood at the entrance waiting for them.

The priests from the Four Great Tribes were taken aback for a moment when they saw Yan Mo standing at the doorway.

"Welcome, everyone. Please come in," Yan Mo said with a smile.

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However, his gesture seemed somewhat menacing to the group.

"How did you know we were coming?" the White Tiger Priest asked him.

"When such a large group of you are coming this way, our tribe’s children saw you from a distance and came to tell us. I thought you might be here to discuss a partnership, so I waited here," Yan Mo casually fabricated an excuse, naturally not mentioning that Ziluo had used plants to detect their movements, as that could provoke fear and resistance.

"Oh, I see," nodded the White Tiger Priest, who indeed had noticed some youngsters gazing from afar when they arrived.

"Please come in, let’s sit down and talk at leisure," Yan Mo invited again.

This time they did not refuse. With a whoosh, they all entered.

"There isn’t enough room inside for everyone, so those who aren’t decision makers can sit in the shade outside, drink tea, and snack. Those who are in charge, please come inside," Xia Yue, observing them enter, pointed to a row of chairs in the shade, which also had tea and snacks laid out.