Bab 40: Elephant Race's Calf

When Harry opened his eyes in a daze, Evan was dancing beside him. The beastmen who were gathered around him saw that Harry had woken up and immediately cheered.

Harry glanced around and suddenly thought of Qiao Mo. He ignored the pain in his body and struggled to get up.

Elder Jessie appeared at the right moment and pressed Harry down. "You haven't recovered from your injuries yet. You can't move around yet!"

Harry said in rage, "I must go and save my mate!"

Jessie clenched her fists tightly. "We will never forget the humiliation that the lion tribe had brought us! But it's not advisable to start a war in the winter. We don't have enough food. Let's wait a little longer. As long as your wounds recover, I promise to let you become the tribal head immediately. All the tribesmen will listen to your orders!"

Harry hit the stone bed angrily. "But Qiao Mo can't wait that long! What if! What if…"