The indigenous people here are all of the yellow race, but in the eyes of Luo Di, a native Huaxia person, there seems to be a subtle difference.
After completing the so-called welcome ceremony, the villagers turned back to the village and showed no intention of continuing to greet everyone.
As for the driver, he seemed unwilling to stay for even a second longer, immediately starting the car and driving away.
The tour guide raised his right hand, signaling everyone to gather around him.
"The bus will come here at 18:00 tomorrow afternoon to pick us up; let's immerse ourselves in this special primitive journey in the meantime.
Please follow me into the island village first, head to your lodging for tonight, and set aside your luggage and the like."
The sunset had already hidden behind the hillside as the vehicles arrived, and night fell.
