"The necklace, you saw it, didn't you?"
"Mm-hmm, what about it?"
"It's a gift from the Phoenix Bloodline, you get what I mean?"
Dalilulu suddenly straightened up a little with a dawning realization, then flashed Emhardt a mischievous grin, giving him the thumbs up, appearing to be all-knowing.
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At this moment, in the very heart of the Troll Species' tribe, right beneath that enormous Wutong Tree statue which all the buildings stayed clear of, the trolls had set up an extremely large blue tent. In contrast to the rest of the crudely made stone structures, the tent was exquisitely made, clearly not the work of the trolls currently residing in Snow Mountain.
