Allen stayed in the savage tribe for a while, and then he felt that he should leave.
So he stood up and said goodbye.
"It's time to go, Ming."
The patriarch of the savages stood up in a hurry.
"Allen, are you leaving now? It's late now. It's not safe on the island."
"It doesn't matter. We can bring a torch!"
Allen refused the invitation decisively.
The girls had already told Allen that they wanted to leave.
Now it was meaningless to stay here any longer. Even if it was at night, Allen's current skill was enough to guarantee that they would not be threatened by any beasts.
"In that case, I won't stop Allen. But according to our previous agreement..."
The head of the savages said as if he was thinking about something, or he was afraid of something.
"Allen, if you don't mind, can I send someone to go back with you? If you want your woman to learn to make a fur garment, we don't know where you live!"
Allen then realized that it was true.