"Is this the Barbaric World?"
Great Wind Tribe.
Lu Yuan lay quietly in Father Lu's arms, his large, clear black and white eyes observing his surroundings intently.
This was a small village surrounded by mountains on three sides.
The houses in the village were very simple, mostly built with stones, grass, and wood.
Many families also kept chickens and ducks free-range, and apart from the tribesfolk appearing more robust and fierce, it was no different from an ordinary village in other worlds.
"This Great Wind Tribe seems to take the surname Feng, I wonder what kind of name they will give me. It would be nice if it matches my original name and surname."
Lu Yuan thought quietly to himself, but he understood this was impossible.
After all, barbaric tribes placed great importance on surnames and bloodlines.
As a member of the Great Wind Tribe, it was impossible to abandon his ancestral surname and adopt another, wasn't it?
At this moment.
