Chapter 18: Quarrel

  Yash and Bagin didn't understand why Chuxi wanted to send food to Ao Hui's shaman, but the leader's decision was not to be questioned. After hearing Chuxi's orders, they first returned to the mountain cave. Chuxi then carried a plump adult wild deer alone to Ao Hui's shaman.

  "Witch. This little food is for you to eat tonight." Chu Yan placed the wild deer beside the bonfire. Because it was only hit on the head with a stone, all four legs were still tied up with vines.

  Xī Mò Lā stared at Chǔ Huì in surprise, thinking to herself that Chǔ Huì was really generous. With just one shot, he had brought down a full-grown wild deer. For so many people, it would be enough food for the night.

  "Thank you, Chief Chuxi." Ao Hui's words were filled with gratitude, but in his heart, he understood that Chuxi was hoping he would take care of Wang Ge more often in the future.

  A leader who understands human emotions and worldly affairs is rare in this era. Who let them remain unenlightened?

  Baga helped to add firewood next to Awu's shaman. After he came, Awu's shaman sent a few young people to hunt again. Now there are only Awu's shaman and Sila left here. I really can't understand why Awu's shaman brought Sila out. She didn't even do half of what women should do, like roasting meat. Look at those white and tender fingers. I guess she didn't do anything in the tribe either.

  To make matters worse, the old wizard Awye was also a headache. Silmarillion was even more troublesome than Sitrak, the leader of the silk people. Once he made up his mind, you had to agree, otherwise you would be the one who suffered. Even this old wizard wasn't an exception. So he brought this ancestor...

  Chu saw that an elderly person couldn't handle the food by themselves, so he took out a stone knife to help. Primitive people weren't so particular. Since there was still unmelted snow on the ground, they would put it in a clay pot and place it over the bonfire. After melting, they used it to wash their food. This way, they didn't have to go find a water source again.

  Si Meng La followed Chu Yan closely, watching him skillfully handle the food while asking: "Chu Yan, are you certain that Mo Yi Er was taken away by Jin Shi?"

  "Yes. Only Jin Shi can do that." Chu Yan said, recalling the events of that night. In just an instant, Mo Yi'er was by his side like a fleeting wind.

  "Then... won't she be eaten by the Golden Lion?" Silmala asked, her face pale with tension. She stared unblinkingly at Chu Huo, afraid he would say something unpleasant.

  "No. Won't." Chu Yan replied even more firmly. The movements of handling food in his hands became faster.

  It seems like Sila also let out a sigh of relief. But no one is certain if this answer is true. It's just the result they most hope for.

  A few people's topics and expressions made Ao Hui Wu Shi somewhat puzzled. In his eyes, Mo Yi Er was a young man. If Si Meng Zhen paid attention to him, it meant that Si Meng Zhen had taken a liking to him. But the tension between Chu Yan and Fan Ge was a bit too much. Could it be that their feelings were even more intense than those of close brothers? It seemed that Mo Yi Er, apart from being intelligent, really did have other skills as well. If so... Ao Hui Wu Shi had an idea flash through his mind. "Chu Yan Leader, if Mo Yi Er returns, can someone inform me? That way, Fan Ge will also be able to receive the news."

  "Oh, okay." Chu Yan looked at Ao Hui with a puzzled expression, but still nodded in agreement. However, he didn't believe what Ao Hui said was solely for his own sake.

  "Right. You must let me know." Sumala chimed in again.

  Si Mula's performance was seen by Ao Hui Wu Shi. He smiled and asked, "If Mo Yi'er comes back, wouldn't it be good to marry our Si Mula off?"

  "What?" Upon hearing this, Sila's face instantly turned bright red.

  Chu Yan and Fan Wu were speechless. They couldn't believe that Mo Yu was a woman. To marry this delicate leader's sister over, it was simply ridiculous.

  Xī mò lā bù děng tāmen shuō shén me, jiù dàshēng de hǒu dào: "Shuí, shuí yào jià gěi tā le." Bú guò xīn zhōng què zài xiǎng, zhè yě méi shén me bù hǎo de. Tāmen zhèng hǎo yī ge nán bàn nǚ zhuāng, yī ge nǚ bàn nán zhuāng, còu zài yī qǐ jiù fēi gèng hǎo le.

  "Heh heh, yeah. We can't afford to marry into the Langya tribe." Chu Yan hastily added that tribes often exchanged men and women in marriage, a common practice. Smaller tribes would also often marry their women off to men from larger tribes as a form of protection. But for the Langya tribe to offer to marry off the chief's own sister was just too extravagant.

  "Hmm, just knowing is fine." Sumala said proudly. Then she added: "Let Mo Yier come to our tribe, it's not bad either. I will give you women and food."

  Ao's eyes darkened with a smile. Indeed, he hadn't misjudged. This Silas had truly taken a liking to Mo Ye'er. Otherwise, whenever any man approached him, he wouldn't allow it.

  "It's not necessary." Bao Gong said with a hint of resentment. He wasn't the leader, so he didn't need to consider that many things. Chu Yan had something difficult to say: "Mo Yier will only fall within the organization, she won't go anywhere else."

  "Huh? What do you mean? Mo Yier isn't even related to you. Hmph." Ximula was unhappy now. The man's intuition told him that the two excellent men in front of him both had a liking for Mo Yier. Then what did he have to be polite about with them?"

  "Mo Yi'er is one of our tribe's people." His waist was straight and upright, but what he really wanted to say was: "Mo Yi'er is my woman."

  "What can your tribe do? What do you mean? You want to be enemies with the Lunuo Tribe?" Sila shouted, hands on her hips, in a very shrewish tone. But she was born with a clear and bright appearance, even if she was being so unreasonable, it was still pleasant to look at.

  "Alright, what's all the commotion about? Mo Yi'er hasn't even returned yet and you're already causing a ruckus." Ao Hui Wu Shi rubbed his temples, his head throbbing from Si Miao's loud shouting.

  One sentence made the two people who had just quarreled calm down and sink into deep sorrow. Ah, Mo Yi'er hasn't come back yet, and whether she can come back is also an unknown number.

  People who went out to collect firewood and hunt have returned one after another. Upon learning that Chu Huo sent a grown wild deer, everyone was delighted. On such a cold day, it's already not easy to catch prey. After walking for so long, they mostly ate dried meat. Just now, a group of people went hunting and only caught two mountain chickens, which were thin and had almost no meat. The wild deer sent by Chu Huo is undoubtedly a big meal on a winter day, making people feel grateful when eating it.

  Bāngē left with ào Huī the next day, carrying a stone knife, simple animal skin clothes, and endless thoughts of Mò Yì ér. Chǔ Huō told him that once Mò Yì ér returned, he would find a way to inform him, letting him learn well in the Láng Jiǎo tribe and be careful with everything.

  It was like when Uncle Chu told Chu Ge for the first time to go on a long journey. Chu Ge instructed Fan Wu...