Harry looked at the old Shaman and the Clan Leader: "After the mountain collapsed, there's no more barrier between the few mountain forests, and our major tribes have more contact during the annual grand trade fair."
Although most tribes have no ambitions, there is one tribe we have to guard against."
When Harry said this, his eyes were very sinister.
The face of the old Shaman and the Clan Leader darkened instantly; several beasts simultaneously thought of the Black Mountain Tribe, those guys that beasts abhor.
"Indeed, we have to guard against those guys from the Black Mountain Tribe..." The Clan Leader's face was extremely difficult to look at.
The relationship between the Ancient Wood Tribe and the Black Mountain Tribe was due to competition at the grand trade fair.
During that trade fair, the Black Mountain Tribe, failing to exchange for the Beast God Fruit, took advantage of their tribesmen's injuries and seized the only Beast God Fruit they had managed to exchange.
