"You don't have to thank me. You saved my life, so I naturally have to repay you." The woman looked at seemingly shocked Henry. "You came to my house and be a slave. You can do whatever you want. Even if you don't want to work, it's okay!"
"Oh, okay then!"
Henry was speechless.
This woman wanted him to be her slave. How could she say that she was trying to repay him?
Was there any justice in this?
However, the woman spoke very sincerely. It seemed that she really did Henry a great favour by making him a slave! "You should have guessed who I am, right?"
The woman said with a smile.
"This... I'm sorry, I didn't."
Henry was depressed.
He had only been in the Death Realm for a few days, how could he guess this woman's identity! "I wear colourful feathers, can't you guess who I am?"
The woman asked in confusion.
"Our White Feather Tribe has always lived in the mountains. We rarely interact with outsiders, so we don't know much about your Hong Clan."
Henry quickly prevaricated.
"Oh, no wonder you don't know anything!"
The woman paused for a moment and continued, "We, the Hong Clan, are classified based on the colour of the feather. For example, the White Feather tribe can only be decorated with one colour of feathers, while the nobles of the highest rank can be decorated with five- coloured feathers!"
As the woman spoke, she waved the five-coloured feathers decoration on her body.
"Oh, I see."
Henry didn't dare to say anything more. He lowered his head and pretended to be dull.
"I am Livaun Zi. Don't tell me that... you haven't even heard of my name, have you?"
The woman stared at Henry with burning eyes.
"Our White Feather Tribe has been in the mountain, and my position in the tribe is very low. As for what happens outside... I don't know anything."
Henry didn't know the identity of this woman called Livaun, so he had to continue to pretend to be stupid.
"Well, it seems that you really don't know anything!"
Livaun retracted her gaze and said, "I'm a general of the Hong Clan. My position is second only to the An People of Ursins. I'm a noble of a high rank among Ling people."
"Oh, I see."
Henry had no expression on his face, and his heart was in a mess.
Who were the An People and Ling People?
However, according to the woman's words and her clothes, Henry could guess that in this Death Realm, there was still a savage civilization with the slave society.
The An People or Ling People were supposed to be their official position or title.
"Is he your son?"
Livaun wrapped her arms around the Divine Baby and gave him a roasted piece of meat to eat.
"Mom!"
The Divine Baby took the roasted piece of meat and called her mother.
"Er... Why did he call me mom?"
Livaun was stunned.
"He doesn't have a mother. Who gives him food to eat, he will call them 'mom'!"
Henry shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Where's his mother?"
"He is the child I picked up, he doesn't have mother."
"Oh..." Livaun hugged the Divine Baby and discovered the small wings wrapped within his clothes. She was immediately shocked! "How... how could he have wings?"
"Er... I don't know. I picked him up and he was like this."
Henry could not explain the wings of the Divine Baby, so he had to pretend that he did not know.
"This... this is the revival of a Hong Clan Saint!"
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