C770 The Radar of the Savage Tribe

"Ah?"

"Him, the boatman?"

Little Qing expressed her surprise, "So, he knew who we were all along?"

A lovely smile graced Little White's lips as she gently said, "Perhaps. Or maybe he simply wanted to bring the gentleman to us."

"Really..."

Confusion spread across Little Qing's face. She gazed in the direction Yang Ling had vanished, then burst into laughter, "We're all humans