"My name is Gu Xiaodie."
The young girl saw Chu Ming place the Blood Pearl into the Storage Ring, and she quickly withdrew her gaze and responded.
"Are you also a lost warrior in the Mist Mountain Range?"
Chu Ming asked, feeling a bit curious. In Gu Xiaodie's body, he couldn't sense any trace of spiritual power.
Surprisingly, Gu Xiaodie's physical strength had reached six thousand Tiger Power, comparable to a First Layer Guiyuan Realm Martial Artist.
"I'm not a lost warrior; I've lived in the tribe since I was a child."
Gu Xiaodie seemed to be seeing an outsider for the first time and kept her curious eyes fixed on Chu Ming.
"A tribe?"
Chu Ming felt a slight stir in his heart and suddenly had a bold guess.
"Can you take me to your tribe?"
To confirm his guess, Chu Ming asked.
"It's possible, but this..."
Gu Xiaodie glanced at Chu Ming, then at his Storage Ring, hesitatingly said.
