"Get them two bigger chairs." Shen Yanxiao still had a conscience and didn't let the two of them sit down on the spot.

Two dwarves immediately went to look for a larger stool, only to find them small tables to sit on instead.

The two robust men had no choice but to sit down on small tables. If they wanted to eat, they had to bend their bodies down.

No need to mention how restrained they were in that way.

Comrade Bian, whose face seemed to have nerve paralysis, was still better. But the Dragon God, who had left the impression "this fellow insultes the dwarves" on Momo Li... even though he hung around the death pardoning medallion that was Shen Yanxiao, the dwarves were still quite unfriendly to him.

He was already feeling suffocated sitting in such a position, and now he was surrounded by a group of dwarves with despising expressions on their faces; the Dragon God’s heart was really broken.

Just how well-regarded was he in his Hidden Dragon Continent? Which dragon clan did not worship him whenever they saw him? How come as soon as they arrived in this Storm Continent, he had become such a disgusting figure?

The Dragon God's self-esteem had been completely wounded.

"Chieftain, please have dinner. This is the freshest fruit we have. The delicious soup is still being boiled and will be served to you in a moment." Momo An smilingly said.

"You’ve worked hard." Shen Yanxiao responded calmly.

As long as she didn’t pay attention to her own clothes, she could still be very calm!

She had managed even a group of demons with just herself; what could go wrong with a group of dwarves?

"Not at all! Chieftain gave us all those precious enchantment scrolls, we are really very grateful.” Momo Ke spoke at once. God knew how flattered they were when Momo Li handed him and Momo An the warning scrolls.

The relationship between the dwarves and elves was not harmonious. The elves were cold and proud in nature, and the dwarves also had an ardent love for their own race. When the two of them met, the two races would basically praise their own race to the sky. The elves looked down on the impatient nature of the dwarves while the dwarves could not bear to see the hypocritical behavior of the elves. In any case, they didn’t like each other very much.

That was also why there was no trade between dwarves and elves: none before the battle of gods and devils, and certainly none after.

Despite their mutual contempt, both elves and dwarves attached great importance to each other's unique skills.

The elves respected the alchemists among the dwarves, and the dwarves respected the enchanters among the elves.

Dwarves attached great importance to enchantment objects but, unfortunately, they could not get their hands on them.

Now, Shen Yanxiao dumped ten or so enchantment scrolls on them as soon as she became the chieftain. Could that not excite them?

"Don't mention it. I've learned about the invaders. I'll write more enchantment scrolls in the future. All of you should be prepared to use them as soon as you find them, so as to prevent any member of the tribe from being captured." Shen Yanxiao still had some scruples about Mo Yuxun. If the fighting capability of Mo Yuxun were comparable to that of Lan Fengli, then only the Dragon God and Xiu could take him down. If ordinary dwarves met him directly, they might not even have the ability to resist at all.

When they first met the dwarves, if Shen Yanxiao and the others didn’t happen to pass by, it was likely that they would have died under the hands of Mo Yuxun.

Faced with such a dangerous person, Shen Yanxiao had to be extremely careful.

Not to mention that she had now become the chieftain of the Momo Tribe, just Ouyang Huanyu's evil plan alone... she must not let Ouyang Huanyu achieve his goals!

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