I Became The Chief of A Primitive Village

Qing Yan stepped in front of the four and said, "Our Shaman will let you stay, but our Shaman doesn’t have time to meet you."

He agreed with the Shaman’s decision. How could the Shaman of a Tribe casually meet children from other Tribes?

"Thank you so much." Li said with a happy expression. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet

Being able to stay and avoid the rainy season was better than any of their other options. If they were chased out of here, their lives would most likely be forfeited to the Wilderness.

"Where will we be staying?" Lan asked.

The girl was worried about this question, concerned they might be assigned to a terrible place.

But looking around the Tribe’s outer region, she saw wooden houses everywhere – surely they would not have to sleep in Teepees?

"You four will have a wooden house to rest in. During the rainy season, you are not allowed to move around as you wish. I can just stay in your wooden houses if there’s nothing to do," Qing Yan continued, "Also, someone will bring you three meals."

"Great." Li nodded, feeling grateful.