Turmoil Among the Three Clans, a Human Elder?

Fei then realized her oversight, blinked a few times, and said, "Oh, right, but Nan can understand me."

The old chieftain was taken aback by these words. His dry lips trembled as he exclaimed in surprise, "What? How can humans understand our language?"

Fei quickly turned her head and said, "Nan, say something."

Nan Xunran said calmly, "Hmm."

The chieftain frowned, narrowed his eyes, and stared intently at Nan Xunran, muttering indistinctly, "Human, how do you know our language?"

His gaze was somewhat unfocused at this moment, and he murmured, "Are you that person?"

Nan Xunran frowned slightly and asked, "What?"

The clan chief sighed deeply and said helplessly, "... I can't remember."

Fei pointed to the clan chief's head and said softly, "Many years ago, the clan chief's grandfather was hit on the head by the clan chief of the Sharpfeather Clan, which is why he forgot many things."

Then, grinning, she put her hands on her hips and said, "But the old patriarch of the Sharpfeather Clan was killed by my grandfather, the patriarch."

Nan Xunran asked calmly, "What was he talking about?"

Fei shook her head, shrugged, and said, "I don't know. It's a secret. Only the clan leader of each generation knows it, and a new clan leader only takes over after the previous one passes away."

Then, she skipped closer to Nan Xunran and said earnestly, "But it must be protecting something. Every race in the Green Wilderness has something they protect."

Nan Xunran maintained his composure and casually asked, "How many races are there in total?"

Fei counted them off on her fingers, saying, "Three: our Boulderbone Wolf Clan, the Sharpfeather Clan, and the Purple Shield Clan."

She paused briefly, then continued, "Initially, our three clans were one, jointly protecting the same thing. Later, some people gradually became dissatisfied, and eventually our three clans separated."

The chieftain of the Sharpfeather Clan, dissatisfied with the status quo, attempted to annex the other two clans, but was later killed by his grandfather and the chieftain of the Purple Shield Clan.

Nan Xunran slowly asked, "Then what about what you were guarding?"

Fei blinked, tilted her head, and said, "It seems to have been split up. One clan controls one part, but I don't know about the others. I only know this because I'm the next clan leader, and my grandfather, the clan leader, told me some of it."

After saying that, she proudly raised her arm, tilted her little face, and said, "The clan leaders of each generation have been the strongest in the clan. Nan, aren't I amazing!"

Within Nan Xunran's Sea of Consciousness, the system said, "Host, host, she's referring to the Yellow Springs Illusory Dream Remnant Page. Within this secret realm, the aura of the Yellow Springs Illusory Dream Remnant Page can be found in three different locations."

Nan Xunran replied, "Understood."

On the other side, the old patriarch kept hitting his head with his hands, which trembled as if he was trying to resist something.

His body trembled violently, constantly switching between human and beast forms, as if being pulled by two opposing forces.

Fei called out anxiously, "Let's go, let's go!"

She waved her hands frantically, "Grandpa Chief is going to lose control! He won't recognize people when he loses control, he'll attack indiscriminately!"

As she spoke, she pointed to the deep claw marks and various smashed objects inside the room.

As the door slammed shut, a deafening roar erupted from inside, followed by sharp scratching at the door.

Fei patted her chest with lingering fear and breathed a sigh of relief, "That was close, the clan chief almost broke out."

Behind the two, Nan Shuang slowly walked to Nan Xunran's side and softly called out, "Xunran."

Nan Xunran lowered his eyes slightly, looking at her with a hint of inquiry in his gaze.

Fei leaned closer curiously, tilting her head as she asked, "You can't understand me, right?"

Nan Shuang looked bewildered.

Fei looked at Nan Xunran with a serious expression and said, "Nan, Elder Feng can speak human language."

Upon hearing Nan Xunran parted his thin lips slightly and said, "Go find him."

Fei nodded vigorously, her movements full of enthusiasm.

Nan Xunran her head to look at Nan Shuang beside her and said slowly, "Some people in their tribe can speak human language."

Nan Shuang nodded slightly and readily agreed, "Okay."

Bamboo forest

Fei led the group through the winding path, turning and twisting, and they happily moved forward, following her as she went.

After a long while, a serene bamboo grove suddenly came into view.

The emerald bamboo swayed gently, making a soft rustling sound. The stream flowed gurglingly, and strands of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, like golden threads.

Deep in the bamboo forest, a small house stands peacefully, next to a small, thriving vegetable garden, and in front of it is a path paved with bluestone.

Fei approached Nan Xunran and whispered, "Nan, Elder Feng is inside."

Then, she leaned closer and added mysteriously, "Elder Feng is actually human."