C1827 The old patriarch of the gatehouse

Daybreak had arrived, and the place of refuge had slowly become lively.

Rui Samar was strolling in the shelter. He had a smile on his face, and he looked to be in a good mood.

"Old patriarch, when are we leaving?" someone asked.

"No rush, no rush." Rui Samar said: "Master Apostle will definitely help us rebuild our tribe. Don't worry, tomorrow will definitely be better than today