As soon as the words were spoken, the group became alert.
This is not a good sign.
Instinctively, they looked toward other places.
"Don't panic, let's first check the situation."
Lin Yi's words calmed the group down.
But they were more vigilant about the tribe.
Lin Yi observed the surroundings while noting the differences here.
The direction pointed by the stone slab coincides with the tribe.
If this is merely coincidence, Lin Yi doesn't quite believe it.
This place seems to hide some unknown secret.
At this moment, the translator is chatting away with the chieftain.
Soon after, the chieftain approached Zhou Li.
He handed him a black bag, its contents unknown.
No one nearby cared to listen to their conversation.
They were all busy with their photography equipment, taking pictures non-stop.
Lin Yi tried to make out what they were discussing.
But the gibberish sounded strange no matter how he listened.
No pattern at all.
Soon, Lin Yi focused his attention elsewhere.
