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At this moment, every tribal leader sitting inside and outside the Red River Tribe's golden tent had already convinced themselves:

"Whatever the White Lion wants, let it be."

"Whether it fits customs, rules, or breaks an agreement, let it be."

"To serve him as lord, if he wins, we share the spoils; if he loses, we return to as before."

As for the leaders who hadn't convinced themselves... they had just been bound and taken away.

The tribal leaders were all waiting for old Tashi to speak those words, waiting for the White Lion to nod, waiting for the time to loudly concur.

"[Herde Language] Oh most great and mighty White Lion!" Old Tashi stood still for a moment, then suddenly knelt to the ground, tearfully shouting:

"[Herde Language] I wish to acknowledge you as the Khan of all tribes!

You have become the Khan!

When hunting cunning beasts, I wish to round them up for you!

When facing numerous enemies, I wish to be your vanguard!