“Great Leader Xiao Rong, if you guys don’t come out now, then the people who saved you will be taken away by some bad people. I don’t think refusing to repay a boon is Great Leader Xiao Rong’s personal style!” Yu Xiaocao raised her voice.

“Ha ha ha——” A bout of clear and resounding laughter could be heard. The expression on Lei Tengfeng’s face immediately changed. He had never expected that the ancient saying, ‘the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind’, would actually apply to him today!

Suddenly, a group of several hundred warriors seemed to appear from out of nowhere. In the blink of an eye, this group had easily surrounded Lei Tengfeng’s group of men and Xiaocao’s group. After looking more closely, one would discover that these men had all been disguised with mats woven from fresh grass. When a person laid down on the ground with the mat on top, they blended seamlessly into the grass prairie. It was truly a good disguise.

“Miss Yu, how did you know that my men and I were in the vicinity?” A fine looking steed trotted forward from the dust, stopping not far from her. The person sitting on top of that horse was the current leader of the Tuha'erhanbu tribe, Xiao Rong.

“Chief Xiao, I trust you have been well since we last met?” Yu Xiaocao had a bit of admiration in her heart for Xiao Rong. He was decisive and confident in his actions while being brave and intelligent. In the period...