These three men and one

The woman gave up a horse to Wu Feng, and was not afraid of running away either, so she just galloped towards the direction from which she came.

Listening to the conversations of these riders along the way, Wu Feng finally figured out the origins of these people.

That young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is the elder brother of these people, his name is Yun Jing.

The girl is a junior sister named Lu Yan.

The other two young men, one named Gu Lin and the other Chang Bin, were brothers with Yun Jing.

They are all members of the [Condor Tribe], and they learn from [Batulu] in the tribe.

Due to the recent frequent attacks by the hostile [Demon Tiger Tribe], the tribe's cattle and sheep are often lost, so these brothers volunteered to patrol the tribe's pastures.

"Condor? Demonic tiger?..."

Wu Feng swayed on his horse, touching his nose, and some associations arose in his mind.

The base camp of the [Condor Tribe] is not a majestic city, but a group of tents surrounding a mountain peak.

"On the top of the mountain is the [Condor Temple]. When you get to the temple, you will see the high priest."

Yun Jing said to Lu Yan, "You, Junior Brother Gu, and Junior Brother Chang go to see the master first. I will send him to the high priest, and then come down the mountain to find you."

Lu Yan and others nodded and left, taking the horses away. Only Yun Jing was left to lead Wu Feng up the mountain.

Wu Feng noticed that most of the warriors in the tent camp were equipped with light cavalry, a horse, a sword, a bow, and a leather robe.

And since setting foot on this mountain, at regular intervals, there will be warriors wearing full iron armor and masks covering their faces, guarding both sides of the steps.

It seems that this [Condor Temple] and the high priest have an extraordinary status in the tribe.

In front of him was a towering building, Yun Jing bowed and saluted.

"Let him come in by himself!"

Following the voice, the door opened by itself.

Wu Feng touched his nose, moved the half-filled backpack up, and strode towards the door.

The door closed behind him. Wu Feng looked back and considered whether to rush out immediately.

"Dear distinguished foreign guest, I have finally waited for you!"

An old man wearing a luxurious blue robe, an eagle statue headband on his head, and a face full of deep wrinkles, stood at the other end of the hall and said to Wu Feng excitedly.

Wu Feng was stunned. This style of painting was somewhat inconsistent with his expectations!

"Invite you this way, distinguished guest."

The old man let Wu Feng in, and Wu Feng realized that there was a dark room in the hall.

The darkroom is not big, just big enough for two people to sit facing each other. There is a small table in the middle and two cups of tea.

Wu Feng sat and observed the high priest opposite, and the high priest opposite was also observing him.

"cough……"

Finally, it was the high priest who spoke first.

"Thirty years ago, I received a revelation from God and calculated that a foreign guest was coming who could save our condor tribe and end the suffering of the tribe's people for generations."

The high priest looked into Wu Feng's eyes with a serious look on his face.

"I didn't expect that this wait would last thirty years..."

Wu Feng touched his nose and asked, "Could it be... a mistake?"

"Won't!"

The high priest's tone was decisive and allowed no room for refutation.

"That……?"

Wu Feng spoke cautiously. What he wanted the tribe's high priest to do after waiting for him for thirty years would definitely not be simple.

He had already made up his mind: if he could do it, he would do it; if he couldn't, he would get out of the way.

Being a hero also depends on ability.
Chapter completed!