C174 God of the Tribe

After a meal, Plum wasn't so afraid of strangers anymore. It was clear that it was getting more and more familiar with Qingcheng and the rest.

"Miss Plum, there is something I would like to ask you."

After the meal, Mo Qingcheng passed a cup of tea to Plum.

"Young Master, please speak."

"It's like this. I, Yin Nan, have 300 tribes of varying sizes