Chapter 6: Such a Master of Human Relations!

Amidst the dense forest overrun with weeds, Jiang Li and his two companions cautiously followed the figure moving steadily ahead. Jiang Li occasionally carved marks into the trees with a dagger to avoid losing their way.

The man clad in animal skins moved swiftly, an astonishing speed given the terrain strewn with dead branches and tangled roots.

“How is he moving so fast without shoes?” Qiu Yue whispered in complaint.

Jiang Li’s expression grew increasingly grave. Barefoot and yet so fast—there could only be two explanations.

Either the man ahead was a martial arts expert, though this seemed impossible.

Even Chu Chunqiu could spot a wolf lurking thirty meters away; there was no reason this man wouldn’t have noticed them.

So only one possibility remained.

Yet Jiang Li deeply wished not to believe it.

As they pressed deeper, unbeknownst to them, they had already covered four or five miles.

Jiang Li felt conflicted. Venturing this far without knowing the true situation was incredibly risky.

Continuing on could lead to unexpected trouble.

Suddenly, a cheer echoed through the forest. Jiang Li immediately sharpened his focus and looked ahead.

A man, also dressed in an animal skin apron, had caught up and took the prey from the barefoot man. After exchanging strange cries, the two resumed their march forward.

“Damn, they really are natives! I can’t believe there are savages on this island—it’s unbelievable!” Jiang Li exclaimed.

Ahead, the two natives entered a valley.

“Let’s follow and see,” Jiang Li urged, quickening his pace.

If they could communicate with these natives, exchanging some of the ship’s ingenious gadgets for supplies would be beneficial.

At worst, teaching them skills like fire-making wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Under their watch for three days, the two natives soon reached a campfire, where others gathered to cheer.

It was clear they held fire in high regard. Older and weaker individuals guarded the flames, clearing ashes and adding wood.

“Looks like they eat cooked food. The fire must have been started by a wildfire or lightning,” Jiang Li murmured.

In the valley, the two natives began skinning and removing sinews from their prey before roasting it over the fire. Meanwhile, seven or eight more natives, all wearing animal skin skirts, trickled into the valley.

Their physiques were well-proportioned, muscles toned from years of hunting, exuding explosive strength.

“Master, they’ve started roasting the meat. Should we go get some?” Chu Chunqiu licked his lips eagerly.

Jiang Li grabbed Chu Chunqiu’s arm firmly, fearing the big fool would charge headlong.

There were only three of them, while the valley seemed to be filling with many natives. Language barriers aside, any misunderstanding would be disastrous.

“Wait a bit longer. Don’t rush,” Jiang Li said.

A quarter of an hour passed quietly. Just as Jiang Li prepared to approach and greet the natives, a sudden cheer erupted from the valley.

“Woohoo!”

“Makabak! Digudi-gu!”

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