Hey, Little Tiger, Long Time No See
Long Yan are honest and kind.
But the striped tiger behind him was terrifying.
The moment the tiger emerged from the house, the air seemed to grow heavy, and the terrifying aura of the king of the forest filled the entire area.
The two Great Miao Chief in the room were terrified and stood up from their seats at the same time, their eyes filled with fear and apprehension.
The same applies to Long Qing.
Although the Mountain Lord was brought back by his son, the father couldn't even get close to it.
He was not afraid of an ordinary tiger; the Miao soldiers he trained were brave and fierce. But the tiger before him was no ordinary tiger; it was a mountain Mountain Lord, the king of tigers.
Even if thousands of Miao soldiers swarmed forward, they would be slaughtered without exception.
This is the power and strength of the Mountain Lord.
As the mount of the Beast God, the Mountain Lord's status and prestige are absolutely unique among the Green Miao, even surpassing that of the Great Miao Chief.
So when his son brought the Mountain Lord back to the village, the entire Dao Yan Stockade was in an uproar. The way they looked at his son was with more respect and awe than they looked at him, the Great Miao Chief.
Fortunately, his son had no intention of rebelling or usurping the throne, otherwise his position Great Miao Chief would have changed hands that very night.
Having such a son fills Long Qing with pride and honor, so he wants to take advantage of the gathering of the Three Miao today to personally pave the way for his son, who is destined to become the Miao King.
As Ma Wa watched the magnificent tiger slowly walk in from outside, a storm of emotions surged within her.
Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain is located between the Green Miao and Black Miao, and she knows quite a bit about the Mountain Lord on the mountain.
Legend has it that the Mountain Lord was the mount of the Beast God, possessing immense power capable of defeating ten thousand men. With a single roar, it could shatter mountains and subdue all beasts.
The only saving grace is that the Mountain Lord never leaves the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, seemingly waiting for the Beast God's summons, just like the Gu King of the Myriad Gu Pit.
Otherwise, given the Mountain Lord's terrifying strength, the Miaojiang would surely be plunged into chaos and misery.
They thought that with the emergence of the Gu King, the Black Miao would finally have a chance to turn the tables and become the masters. But to their utter surprise, the Green Miao actually managed to bring the Mountain Lord down from the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.
No one knows who is more powerful, the Mountain Lord or the Gu King, but this will definitely reduce the chances of victory.
Ma Wa's excited and passionate heart instantly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, chilling her to the bone.
Seeing Ma Wa, who had just been about to flip the table, fall silent, Long Qing's heart immediately blossomed with joy.
In this world, connections matter.
A bunch of punks trying to cause trouble? They're just overestimating themselves.
"Son, my precious son, come here quickly."
Long Qing waved to his son at the door, his face beaming with a smile that could even be seen as ingratiating.
This is the important Council Hall; apart from the chief of the Three Miao Great Miao Chief, no one else is qualified to enter.
But when Long Yan, the young master of Green Miao, entered the house, no one dared to object.
This is the rule in Miaojiang: strength is paramount, and the strong are respected.
"Greetings to the two Great Miao Chief."
Long Yan, looking embarrassed and awkward, politely bowed to the two Great Miao Chief in the room, then walked to his father's side.
"Why bother bowing to them? You are the future Miao King, and they will be your subordinates. What kind of king bows to his subordinates?"
Long Qing looked displeased and spoke arrogantly.
"Long Qing, that's enough! Even if your son brings the Mountain Lord down from the mountain, it doesn't mean we have to acknowledge him as king. There's no such rule in Miaojiang."
Ma Wa, her chest heaving with anger, finally couldn't help but speak.
"Rules? Heh... The rules of Green Miao are the rules. If you don't agree, then we'll beat you until you do. If you're so capable, go talk to our Mountain Lord about rules."
Long Qing glanced at Ma Wa with disdain, his attitude as arrogant as could be.
"Father, please stop talking, it's so embarrassing! I've already said that Lord Mountain Lord wasn't invited down by me, but was ridden down by a strange man from the Central Plains."
The usually honest and simple-minded Long Yan blushed with embarrassment, tugged at his father's clothes, and whispered an explanation.
"What man from the Central Plains? This is the heartland of Miaojiang. Which man from the Central Plains would dare to come in? Father is paving the way for you. Don't sabotage me. Stand up straight, hold your head high. You are the future Miao King. Can't you be a little more domineering?"
Seeing that his father had become obsessed, Long Yan felt utterly ashamed and could only stand there with a bitter smile as he watched his father continue to bully others.
The Mountain Lord cooperated and gave him plenty of face. The moment he entered the house, his captivating tiger eyes began to scrutinize the two Great Miao Chief inside.
Under such terrifying pressure and intimidating scrutiny, Ma Wa and the hooded old man didn't dare to move an inch.
Seeing his two mortal enemies trembling with fear, Long Qing became even more confident, believing that with a little more effort, he would surely be able to subdue both the Black and White Miao tribes in one fell swoop.
Then he personally placed his son on the throne of the Miao King, unifying the Miaojiang and gaining widespread fame.
Just as Long Qing was indulging in his daydreams, the Mountain Lord suddenly seemed to smell something and sniffed a few times.
It strode forward with its broad tiger paws and massive body, walking step by step toward Ma Wa.
Ma Wa was startled by the Mountain Lord's sudden action. Her heart raced, her hands and feet turned icy cold, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
The Mountain Lord is the king of tigers, with a fierce and terrifying aura. No one can remain calm and composed in the face of such a peerless ferocious beast.
"Great Miao Chief Ma, the Mountain Lord seems quite interested in you. If you are willing to set aside the centuries-old feud between the Three Miao and make my son the Miao King, I will persuade the Mountain Lord to spare you. How about that?"
Upon seeing the Mountain Lord's unusual behavior, Long Qing not only failed to stop him, but instead used the opportunity to threaten Ma Wa.
"Don't even think about it."
Although Ma Wa feared the terrifying Mountain Lord, she was not a coward who clung to life. Moreover, when she thought of her master, she was even more determined not to agree.
"Hmph!! She won't listen to reason, so she'll have to suffer the consequences. Lord Mountain Lord, she's yours to deal with."
As he spoke, Long Qing gave Mountain Lord a fawning smile.
"Father, what are you doing, Mountain Lord King? Don't eat people!"
Long Yan couldn't bear to watch any longer and, in a panic, tried to rush over to stop the Mountain Lord, but was stopped by his father.
Just when everyone thought that the Great Miao Chief of the Black Miao was about to die, Ma Wa suddenly shouted loudly towards the outside.
"Master, save me!"
At the same time, the Mountain Lord did something that completely baffled everyone.
It first sniffed at Ma Wa a few times, as if it smelled a very familiar scent, and its fierce and domineering tiger face suddenly froze.
Then a look of fear and panic appeared in the tiger's eyes, and its tail, which had been held high, drooped instantly.
Finally, it turned its head around, tucked its tail between its legs, and ran outside like a madman.
However, just as it was about to run out of the house, it was suddenly blocked by a man in a blue robe at the door.
"Hey, little tiger, long time no see!"