The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss-Chapter 1298 - Moonlight Tribe (5)

Chapter 1298: Moonlight Tribe (5)

“Already here?” The newly arrived elf was evidently stunned.

Only then did Shen Yanxiao see the other party’s appearance. He was a tall male elf. Compared to Wu En and Elder Yue, this elf looked younger, but he still looked about fifty to sixty years old.

“This is Jing You, and he is also a member of the Moonlight Tribe.” Wu En rolled his eyes at Jing You. He then turned to Shen Yanxiao and introduced him with a kind appearance.

Shen Yanxiao was amazed by the speed at which he changed his attitude.

“Hello.” Shen Yanxiao stood up and greeted Jing You with a smile.

“Sure.” Jing You looked at Shen Yanxiao with a smile and said.” Well, I was just… speaking irresponsibly. Wu Yue is doing well, and I am not trying to fool you. We will treat you well. Rest assured that we will not harm you.”

Jing You tried to find an excuse for his slip of the tongue. Unfortunately, the more he tried to explain, the more he made things worse.

“Who are you trying to harm?” Another deep voice sounded. An old elf in purple robes walked in from outside the door and looked at the suddenly lively hall with a smile.

“Liang Qiu, you’re back.” Wu En looked at the man and smiled.

Liang Qiu walked over, his eyes brightened when he saw Shen Yanxiao.

“Yan Xiao?”

Shen Yanxiao nodded.

“You’re faster than us.” With a trace of laughter, two aged elves walked in from outside the door.

“The little guy is here? To think we wanted to find you and come back together.”

Wu En immediately said to Shen Yanxiao, “This is Cang Yan and the other is Qing Xuan.”

Shen Yanxiao met them one by one.

These elves were no longer young. The youngest among them was probably Jing You, but he was already more than 300 years old. The rest of them were over 400 years old. In human age, they were in their eighties.

For a moment, the deserted hall became lively. The five elves sat around Shen Yanxiao, and their eyes burned with passion.

Who could understand their sadness?

The elves of the Moonlight Tribe had passed away one by one, but they had not seen any fresh blood come in. They could only wait for their lives to end in silence.

It was not that they did not think of inviting other elves into the Moonlight Tribe, but they were in a black-level city, and they only interacted with black elves.

Black-level cities were also where many elves gathered. Which elf who could stay in a black-level city did not enjoy various preferential treatment from their tribe?

Moreover, elves would never betray their tribe and join other tribes. That had never changed.

Even though the Moonlight Tribe was their hero tribe, none of the elves had ever thought of leaving their original tribe to join them.

Of course, even if someone were to do that, Wu En and the rest would probably think that the other party was too ungrateful and would not accept them.

Shen Yanxiao’s appearance was an accident. This little elf without any tribe nor any worries was the best candidate to join their Moonlight Tribe.

God only knew how they were to see a lively little kid among their group of lifeless old men.

Therefore, the moment Wu Yue mentioned Shen Yanxiao was joining them, they unhesitantly agreed.