'Creak,' the armored vehicle came to a stop.
Aunt Xiang led the way, looking annoyed, with Iron Hide following dejectedly behind. Gao Gong lazily brought up the rear.
The two guards at the gate saw Gao Gong, their eyes lighting up as they enthusiastically saluted.
"Salute to you, Tribe Consultant."
"Tribe Consultant?"
"During the 'Cable Sacrifice Festival,' the Great Elder personally appointed you to this position. You have the right to participate in all major and minor affairs of the tribe, with a status second only to the Great Elder."
"Below the Little Woman? Given her height, what position would that be?"
Gao Gong waved his hand casually, "Alright, carry on with your work."
"Yes, Advisor!"
As Gao Gong walked along, everyone's attitude had changed, becoming more respectful. Previously, it was a respect for a lifesaver; now it was a reverence for a strong figure.
