In the bustling world, people come and go for profit.
Wang Chunlin was not interested in tribal mergers, but his interest in gaining more benefits was high. If such great benefits could indeed be obtained, what would merging the two tribes matter?
A smile instantly blossomed on his face, but the next moment, Wang Chunlin became worried.
"Lord Jing Yan, if we only give Black Water Tribe fifty percent of the ore vein resources, I'm afraid they won't be willing," Wang Chunlin said worriedly.
"I'll negotiate with Black Water Tribe about this. For now, Tribe Leader Wang Chunlin, you only need to consider whether the two tribes can merge," Jing Yan waved his hand and said.
"There's no problem with the merger; from now on, Yushu Tribe won't exist—only Heavenly Origin Tribe," Wang Chunlin said decisively.
"Greetings, Tribe Leader!" Wang Chunlin and Xing Kong both stood up and paid their respects to Jing Yan.
