After a moment of thought, Zuwaro bowed his head, respectfully saluting the Shaman grandmother and his future wife's grandmother.
"May the Chief Divine bless us! The ancient bloodline of the Jiao People meets again at the end of the Western Sea. Indeed, it is time for merging once more!"
"Hmm... the Chieftain of the Sea Tribe, the sacred wedding must be announced to all tribes, so let it be set for half a month later! Summon all the warriors of the Sea Tribe to the warm Winter Camp, to host it together with the Hot Spring Mountain Tribe. I will also invite the other surrounding Mountain Tribes..."
"Good! Esteemed grandmother! The Mountain Tribe accepting us to winter at the warm Winter Camp... thanks to the Ancestors, thanks to you!..."
