The tall native warrior spoke incessantly, but Qianye couldn’t understand a word. Judging from his anxious expression and how he was pointing at Zhuji, it was clear that he was talking about the girl. Could it be that the natives had also taken an interest in her?

At this point, the native soldiers had gradually recovered their movement and gone back onto their vantage point on the trees. They aimed their weapons at Qianye while letting out menacing growls.

Qianye glanced about with a sneer. He naturally wouldn’t hold back if these natives tried to snatch Zhuji back from him, nor did he mind sending them to see the people from Stormwind Fury.

The tall warrior noticed the killing intent in Qianye’s eyes. Startled, he took a step back and raised his left hand, gesturing for the native soldiers to lower their weapons.

Zhuji tugged on Qianye at this moment. “He’s asking you not to hurt me, and he also wants to know what you’re here for.”

Qianye was surprised. “You understand their language?”

“A bit, mostly guessing,” Zhuji said as if it were a matter of course.

Qianye was momentarily speechless....