After Song Yang finished speaking, red clouds appeared on the old wizard's excited black face.
He saluted Zhang Jiahui again and said, "Lord Patrol Angel is so generous! On behalf of the 3,000 people of the Sharp Fang Tribe, I thank Lord Patrol Angel for his gift! Hahahaha!"
The old wizard couldn't help laughing out loud.
Of course he was happy. With so many artifacts, no other tribe in the wilderness could compare to him. If the tribe was well equipped, it would have many more powerful forces second only to the magic warriors. By then, the Sharp Fang Tribe would be invincible!
At this time, Song Yang dropped another bombshell!
Song Yang said: "Old wizard, don't be too happy too soon. The patrol angel just told me that his giant eagle has a lot of artifacts on its back, and he is going to give them to the Fang Tribe!"
What
The old wizard's eyes widened into ping-pong balls!
Aigsa was also shocked.
They had never expected that the patrolling angels would actually have a divine weapon to bestow upon them.
This table full of artifacts is already astounding. If we add those on the giant eagle’s back, what a huge number it would be!
The giant eagle's back is very wide, enough to hold much more equipment than what is on the table. The old wizard and Aegsa can both imagine how many weapons there are!
"Thank you for the gift, Patrol Angel!"
The old wizard's legs went weak and he knelt down again.
Happiness came so suddenly that the old wizard didn’t know how to express the joy in his heart!
But Agsha wanted to kneel down, but Song Yang held her back.
Song Yang looked at Zhang Jiahui and said, "Patrol Angel, can you please say something?"
Looking at his threatening eyes, Zhang Jiahui could only suppress the grievance in his heart and said helplessly: "Ahem, Song Yang is right. I am going to give these artifacts to your Fang Tribe."
The old wizard immediately performed a grand ceremony of prostrating himself on the ground, like a giant toad.
Zhang Jiahui was angry and just let the old wizard lie on the ground.
It was only until Song Yang signaled to Aegsa to help the old wizard up that they gave up.
Song Yang put his arm around Zhang Jiahui's shoulders and said, "The patrol angel is so generous. Come on, let's go out and eat some meat together!"
Zhang Jiahui complained in his heart, it’s obviously you who are generous!
But he didn't say anything.
Song Yang is happy now, but he might start beating Zhang Jiahui if he refuses. Zhang Jiahui doesn't want to lose face.
The old wizard was also very happy.
He looked at Song Yang with an inexplicable look of surprise.
He found that Song Yang seemed to have a very close relationship with the patrol angel. He even dared to put his arm around the patrol angel's shoulders. He was so brave!
Song Yang called out to Aigesha and said, "This crossbow and the arrows are for you. You can usually hang them around your waist for protection. There is also a pair of hand guards, which are all for you."
It was the first time for Aegsa to come into contact with something like this, and she couldn't put it down.
Seeing that she was about to pull the trigger of the crossbow at the old wizard, Song Yang stopped her and said, "I will teach you how to play it some other day. Now go eat some meat."
Oh~!
Aegsa nodded, somewhat reluctantly.
She just got the crossbow and the new line hasn't been completed yet.
A group of people walked out and came to the hall.
A huge bonfire was lit, and the enthusiastic women of the tribe danced hula together. The shouts of "ho-hei-ho-hei" continued to ring out, carrying a unique atmosphere of the wilderness.
Except for Zhang Jiahui, the patrol angel, everyone else was happily enjoying the barbecue.
Anda, along with several strong tribal warriors, were carrying iron products and happily entered the storage room at the bottom of Kulong Mountain.
There lies the most precious thing of the Sharpfang Tribe.
For example, air-dried meat, filtered water, and now also the magical artifacts bestowed by patrolling angels.