By now, Jeff's face was beaming, his smile so wide he couldn't close his mouth, revealing a set of big white teeth. He was absolutely ecstatic.
The Chief had promised him over the phone that there would definitely be a spot for him among the next Tribal Elders.
Becoming a Tribal Elder meant officially entering the tribe's upper echelon, allowing him to participate in all aspects of the tribe's development and even make decisions on many important matters.
'This is great,' Jeff thought gleefully.
'Tatanka is the tribe's Guardian Spirit.'
'And Feng is my Guardian Spirit. My luck has been nonstop ever since I met him.'
「Elsewhere.」
After the boisterous group returned to the camp, they dispersed to their own tasks, all busy preparing for Christmas.
Feng Mountain wandered around with nothing to do, offering only verbal assistance. In the end, he was driven back to his cabin by the annoyed group.
