Late evening.
The young man who had previously guided Lin Chen came to the courtyard.
"Princess Yin Yue, Brother Lin, our tribe is hosting a feast tonight, may I ask if you both have time?"
"Feast?"
Lin Chen was somewhat surprised. Judging by the entropy race's attitude towards Yin Yue, they didn't seem to care much. Why would they arrange a feast at this time?
"This is a gathering we hold every three months for the younger generation of our tribe. I thought if the two of you don't have other plans, you might want to join us."
Qianlang explained a bit, and Lin Chen then understood what the feast meant.
This was a gathering for the younger generation of the entropy race.
Exchanging a glance with Yin Yue, the two nodded, following Qianlang toward a plaza ahead.
At this moment, quite a few young people were already gathered in the plaza, all Innate Realm martial artists. Seeing Qianlang bringing Lin Chen and Yin Yue over, their attention turned to them.
