This Dark Elf village was very small, with a population of no more than fifty people. Shu Feng's intervention had saved nearly a third of the villagers, which naturally left Su Xi feeling incredibly grateful.
Shu Feng smiled slightly. "Chief Su Xi, it was nothing. I also hope to receive your help."
Su Xi smiled. "Of course, that's no problem! But before that, please allow us to properly host you. Sir Shu Feng, you can call me Su Xi."
Shu Feng said, "Alright, Su Xi. You can all just call me Shu Feng."
A bonfire was lit in the center of the village.
Beside the bonfire, two male Dark Elves, more beautiful than the average woman, were roasting wild rabbits, pheasants, and boars.
Shu Feng sat cross-legged on a cushion woven from some kind of white thatch. In front of him was a small, round wooden table, upon which sat fresh fruits that bore a slight resemblance to apples.
"Sir Shu Feng, this is a roasted chicken wing. Please, try it."
