"In that case, I'll go back and discuss it with the tribe first."
Receiving Lin You's consent, Mageon breathed a sigh of relief.
He was well aware that if it weren't for Lin You, he would have perished atop the volcano back then.
Not to mention later on, Lin You provided him with materials to forge the War God's Hammer and even offered him a place to stay.
Both emotionally and rationally, he didn't really want to leave this place.
He had long become accustomed to the peaceful life here, to this borderland.
But he couldn't bear to watch his fellow Dwarfs fall into internal strife.
So very soon, he returned to the mountains with the Dwarfs of the Dark Spear Tribe to discuss the matter.
"Lord, are the Dwarfs really leaving Yellow Sand City?"
Beside him, Xue Changgui couldn't help but ask.
The older he got, the less he could bear such farewells.
