Wang Yang's actions inevitably caused the entire tribe to worship him, even revere him as a god.
On this day, Wang Yang suddenly heard some news, that there would be an exceedingly important pilgrim assembly in the nearby city.
Wang Yang asked the tribe's clan leader, "What is a pilgrim assembly?"
This tribe's clan leader was an old Shadow Demon, leaning on a cane, his body extremely frail, he trembled as he spoke: "Sir, have you never attended a pilgrim assembly?"
The look in this Shadow Demon's eyes was filled with disbelief; it seemed that everyone in the Demon Clan should have attended a pilgrim assembly, but sadly Wang Yang was not a member of the Demon Clan.
"Cough, cough, because I have lived in seclusion for many years, I've just emerged recently, so I don't know much about the outside world."
Upon hearing Wang Yang's explanation, the old Shadow Demon had no doubts whatsoever, but patiently explained to Wang Yang.
