There was a commotion on the street. Hu Xue turned around and saw a long line of slaves following Qi Bai and Lang Ze. She and Niu Xi glanced at each other, their eyes shocked.
Hu Xue quickly put down the goods in her hands, walked forward, and whispered, “Is this too much?”
Of course, everyone knew that they needed to bring back some slaves from the trading day when coming here this time.
However, they had held a meeting to discuss this before setting out. Since the trading team only had 15 people, the number of slaves had to be controlled around 20 in order to ensure the food supply for these people and the safety of the tribe members.
No one expected that Qi Bai and Lang Ze would give them such a big surprise in just one morning. Hu Xue looked at the people behind Qi Bai. There were at least 50, and many of them had lost consciousness. They were half-dragged and half-pulled over by those holding straw ropes.
Qi Bai signaled for her to be patient. He pointed to the slaves who were in worse condition and said, “Take these slaves to the empty tents first.”
According to the original plan, Qi Bai only marked out space for three tents. One of them was the tent where the Black Mountain tribe members lived and stored their supplies, and another tent was already filled with animal skins. Now only the last tent, set up this morning, was left.
This one tent was definitely not enough for all the beastmen to live in.
Qi Bai called Ma Ling over again. He pointed to the remaining 20 or so beastmen and said, “Take them to the back and set up two more tents.”
“Okay.” Ma Ling agreed in a very straightforward manner. He took the straw ropes that tied the slaves from Yan To and said to them, “Follow me.”
Qi Bai finished arranging where the slaves went and winked at Diao Lan in the crowd. Diao Lan nodded and moved away through the chaotic crowd.
At this time, Lang Ze took out a large animal skin bag from the tent. Qi Bai weighed it and handed it to Yan To, “You can check it.”
Yan To and Yan Zhong took out the animal skin bag, shoved out some salt from the bag, pinched a bit, and put it in their mouths. They turned their heads and made a few spitting sounds before smiling with satisfaction. “The Black Mountain Tribe is an admirable tribe.”
Qi Bai looked at them with a wry smile.
Yan To looked at the tent behind Qi Bai with a hint of unnoticeable greed in his eyes. “However, I wonder where the Black Mountain Tribe’s territory is in the Northern Wilderness? You might not know that our Rough Wood Tribe is a traveling tribe. As long as you need it, we can send these slaves to your tribe.”
Qi Bai snorted in his heart, but he randomly said a direction. Then he added, “But you don’t have to send slaves over.”
“Why?”
Yan To carefully memorized the direction. After all, the Black Mountain Tribe had so much salt. It certainly couldn’t be obtained out of thin air. Perhaps the salt was near their tribe.
Qi Bai sighed. “We originally relied on the Black Mountain and had countless salt. Now there is only this much left. As long as the floor stops, we might have to return to the original…”
“Master.” Lang Ze interrupted Qi Bai at the right time.
Qi Bai pretended to cover his mouth in pretend surprise. Then he quickly said, “Since the transaction has been completed, I have other things to do. You guys should leave quickly.” Then he turned around and went into the tent with some annoyance.
Instead of being angry at Qi Bai’s reaction, Yan To became more certain of his guess.
Yan To and Yan Zhong brought the tribe members guarding the slaves back to the Rough Wood Tribe. Yan To hurriedly opened the bag of salt and looked through it carefully. When he tasted the salt just now, he had already found some fine sand and gravel mixed in it. He looked through it carefully and found more.
However, Yan To wasn’t angry about the sand in the salt. Instead, he was very happy.
After all, the salt that everyone could get now was mixed with some other impurities. The appearance of this salt further confirmed what Qi Bai accidentally said just now.
Yan To laughed with a crooked mouth. “That kid is right. This salt is really collected from the mountain!”
He hadn’t expected to get such good news from this transaction.
Yan Zhong asked, “Should we ask the Sanghuo Tribe? They came from the east and might know where the Black Mountain’s original territory is.”
Yan To slapped him on the head. “You are really useless. You must not tell anyone else about what happened today, especially the Sanghuo Tribe. We will make plans after we meet the tribe leader.”
Yan Zhong’s head was buzzing. His eyes were dizzy as he asked, “Why?”
Yan To snorted. “When it comes to finding the territories of the other tribes, the tribes in the Northern Wilderness can’t compare to our Rough Wood Tribe. Now that we know the direction they came from is the east, there will always be a way to find their original territory. By then, the entire salt mountain will be ours.”
Yan Zhong almost drooled as he imagined a mountain made of salt. “Then we will be the richest tribe in the entire Northern Wilderness!”
Regardless of how big a secret the two people of the Rough Wood Tribe thought they had obtained, Lang Ze opened the tent after they left and Qi Bai poked his head in. He asked, “Are they gone?”
“They left.”
Qi Bai thought to himself, ‘There is actually someone who wants to take advantage of me. Just give them a direction and let them search.’
Yes.” Qi Bai looked at Lang Ze and asked, “The people in the back…”
Lang Ze nodded. “They are from my tribe.”
Qi Bai came close to Lang Ze. “This is a good thing. With the blessing of the Beast God, we will definitely be able to find more tribe members. Now we have to hurry and cheer them up.”
Lang Ze said, “I rarely hear you talk about the Beast God.”
Qi Bai was a bit embarrassed. “It isn’t that I rarely want to do it. There are so many people thinking about him, and he must be very busy. If it isn’t an important matter, don’t bother him.”
Lang Ze saw Qi Bai’s cautious appearance, and the haze in his heart seemed to be instantly dissipated by the warm sunshine. He chuckled and said, “Thank you.”
This smile made Qi Bai seem to see the young man who protected him. There was a fragility and gentleness that only he could see.
Qi Bai opened his mouth before quickly closing it.
No, why were his ears filled with the sound of his own heartbeat?
“Bao Bai, Lang Ze.” Xiong Feng opened the tent. “The people in the back don’t look good. Diao Lan asked me to call you over.”
Qi Bai looked at Xiong Feng as if grabbing a life-saving straw. “I’m… I’m coming.”
Diao Lan applied herbs to a beastman’s wound and said, “The herbs we brought aren’t enough for so many people.”
Qi Bai looked inside the tent and asked, “What about those people?”
The beastmen inside huddled together. Every time Diao Lan approached, they would let out low growls. She had no idea how serious their injuries were.
Qi Bai asked, “I sent someone to deliver the prey earlier. Did you receive it?”
Hu Xue replied, “Received. Two groups came one after another, delivering a pig and a sheep.”
“Go and kill the pig first. Add some wild vegetables and cook it into soup. Then distribute it to the people who just arrived at the tribe today.” Qi Bai added, “Don’t give too much to each person.”
Diao Lan and Hu Xue nodded. “Got it.”
Qi Bai said to Lang Ze, “You go in and take a look first.”
Without Diao Lan’s reminder, Qi Bai also felt the rejection from those people but Qi Bai could fully understand their feelings.
After all, they went through so much torture. It would be even more abnormal if they were completely unguarded when seeing the ‘master’ who nominally exchanged them.
Lang Ze reached out and grabbed Qi Bai’s hand, pulling Qi Bai into the tent. “Meet my people.”
As if hearing a familiar voice, an unconscious middle-aged man woke up for a moment. “Tribe… chief.”
His voice was hoarse. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from his soul. “It is you… are you here to pick us up?”
Lang Ze took two steps forward, supported the man’s shoulder as he tried to stand up, and said in a hoarse voice, “Kuang, it’s me. I am Lang Ze.”
“Ze.” Lang Kuang gasped, hot tears streaming down from the eyes that were hard to open completely. “Young… young chief…”
Lang Ze’s eyes were filled with tears. “I’m late.”
Lang Kuang’s voice was choked with sobs, and he kept repeating, “It isn’t late, it isn’t late…”
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idk if it was mentioned and i just forgot but if im right, lang ze’s tribe was conquered by a different tribe and that’s how he became a slave?? curse my gold fish memory. anyway, im glad he saved some of his previous tribe members. and ofc lang ze would introduce his future wife to them lmao
ty for the translation 💛
Thanks for the chapter! I’m glad he found some of his people.
Now im curious about Lang Ze original tribe 🥺
Thank you for the chapter!!
Thank you for the chapter!