The bus driver and a few guards also agreed with Lin Weiwei's words.
Then, Lei Ying explained the situation and response measures in English to the two people who were going to follow him, so they wouldn't be caught off guard when the time came.
Just as everyone was making all the preparations, they heard some commotion outside.
People inside the bus instinctively looked out, only to see a flood of people pouring out from the village. There were as many as three or four hundred, all of whom were robust tribal warriors, their bodies painted with fresh oil paints and holding spears. They were energetic and charged over, forming several lines and heading straight toward the bus entrance.
"What's going on?" someone said in shock.
"There must be three or four hundred people. Has the entire tribe's young and strong come out? Are they... going to attack us?"
"No way! Did Bai Xiaosheng annoy them, making them unwilling to spare any of us?"
