In the eyes of everyone, what everyone saw was the afterimage of Zhang Yang slowly dissipating. It could disappear in full view of everyone, which made Zhang Yang's image stronger in everyone's eyes, and it also made him a little more mysterious.

After a moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside. The old patriarch Guru Skye stood outside the door with a group of teenagers behind him.

"Guruskay asks for a noble hero." Guruskay fell to the ground, his attitude more pious than before.

"What's the matter? Say it!" The door did not open, and Zhang Yang's voice rang in his ears.

Of course, Guru Skye would not have any dissatisfaction with this treatment, and continued to say respectfully:

"Great Hero, Guru Skye is here to express your apology to you. Last night, because of the hasty incident, the number of sacrifices offered was not enough. He offended the hero. Thanks to the large number of heroes and did not care about the villains, when our village encountered a crisis, it was the hero who took action to relieve the disaster for us! In order to thank the respected heroes and to express our apology, we offer sacrifices again, which is the first batch. If the hero is not satisfied, we will prepare the second batch soon for the sake of the heroes!"

Zhang Yang was speechless when he heard this. He refused to sacrifice the goods, but the other party thought he was not satisfied.

They wanted to scold them, but when they thought of the status and deep-rooted concepts of Guru Skye and others, if they really wanted to scold and reject them, they might have to do something more extraordinary.

So, he continued to speak in a majestic voice:

"Very good! Stay the offerings, we are satisfied, you can leave!"

Sure enough, after hearing this, Guru Skye immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, when he saw Wuman standing beside him, he hinted with his eyes. Seeing Wuman not responding, his anxious expression flashed away, but because he was afraid of angering the heroes in the room, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only sigh and leave.

The surroundings soon returned to silence, and only from afar, the labor orders of the tribesmen to clean up the houses destroyed by Chiei, and the crying of the lost relatives came from afar.

Except for Uman, the fifty teenagers had nervous and fearful expressions on their faces.

"Come in!" Zhang Yang's voice sounded in his ears again.

The fifty teenagers looked at each other, but no one took action.

Da da da da da!

Footsteps sounded, and Uman took the lead without hesitation, pushed the door and walked in.

Someone took the lead, and the rest followed.

"Aren't you sent the offering?" Wuman could see clearly the expression of Goluskee outside just now.

"No! The little woman admires heroes and wants to serve heroes. Please give me powerful strength, so that I can have the power to protect my tribe and the power to fight side by side with heroes!" Wuman's eyes were extremely lively and his attitude was firm, and he made his own request.

"Aren't you afraid that I will suck you into a mummy?" Zhang Yang's eyes turned cold and his tone became cold.

"Not afraid!" Although Wuman's face changed color, his tone still tried to remain calm. "If the hero wants to suck the little girl into a mummy, he can do it yesterday."

Speaking of this, Uman paused a little and then said:

"And, even if the hero is sucked into a mummy, the little woman has no regrets!"

When he said this, Wuman's tone turned out to be extremely firm.

"Haha!" Zhang Yang laughed, "Okay! I have promised you before that I will give you strength, so I will naturally not break my promise. You can wait by the side, as for you..."

Zhang Yang's eyes swept across the teenagers, and the teenagers immediately couldn't help but tremble. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!