Gulu opened his mouth, really wanting them to stay. If at first he had doubts about their intentions, within this short hour, he could already judge that Zhou Man indeed had skills, even great skills.
Manbao stood up, brushed the grass off, and said to him, "The more you check the pulse, the more you'll understand it. Practice makes perfect. Listening to the pulse is just like listening to music; listen enough and you'll learn."
Gulu expressionlessly withdrew his hand, thinking: Not at all, there's nothing alike.
The tribal chief looked at the shaman's expression and proactively told Bai Shan and Manbao, "I've already sent someone to find antelopes. When Miss Zhou and Young Master Bai come tomorrow, you'll see them."
Manbao emphasized, "We want them alive."
"They'll definitely be alive. We're not only adept at setting traps but also at snaring sheep. We won't kill them." Even if they can't snare them, using horses to drive them can wear them down. No doubt we can catch them.
