"Ah? Take his stuff?!"
Xiao Bing was a bit taken aback, not understanding why Lin Yi wanted to do this.
"Just do as I say."
"Got it."
Xiao Bing walked over and stood in front of the Chieftain. Because of the language barrier, she simply gestured at his neck.
The Chieftain had no idea what she meant, and Xiao Bing didn't bother to explain.
She grabbed the ornament on his neck and effortlessly pulled it off.
The Chieftain's expression suddenly became agitated as he babbled on for a while, and his tribesmen gathered around, seemingly ready to fight Xiao Bing.
Holding a knife, she placed it against the Chieftain's neck.
The entire tribe fell silent in an instant.
Even Zhou Xiang, standing not far away, didn't dare to speak.
At this moment, words couldn't be understood, but the murderous aura around Xiao Bing was unmistakable.
He believed if the tribe dared to resist, they would certainly get stabbed.
Zhou Xiang smacked his lips.
