"Great Clan Leader, how many more days until the Sea Moon Rite?" Jeff asked curiously.
"Five days. We're on a tight schedule. The Moon Altar needs to be set up as soon as possible," the Great Clan Leader said, fraught with worry. "You're back just in time. Go get some more hands to help."
Then, he turned to Li Luo. "Friend, if you don't mind, you can stay here for the time being. Just be careful not to damage these ancient texts."
Seeing this, Li Luo had no choice but to nod.
'These Fishmen have already been more than gracious, even trusting a human to stay in the place where they keep their ancient texts.'
Hearing the Great Clan Leader's words, Jeff didn't move. He stood his ground, hesitating to speak.
"What is it?" Sensing that Jeff had something to say, the Great Clan Leader inquired.
Jeff was silent for a moment before he spoke. "Great Clan Leader, I'll go ask the Fake Fishmen for help."
"Absolutely not!"
