Shadowwind's Return: Who Wins, Who Loses

As the sun rose into the sky, Aisha Mudclaw was preparing food for her family, just like any other day. But today was different; she was boiling porridge while weeping.

Last night, her most beloved younger brother had left her. Hunger and illness had taken the child, and now Aisha's heart was filled with sorrow and pain.

She didn't know who would fall next. Would it be her parents, or herself? Though she didn't know who it would be, she knew that if they didn't get food soon, she and her family would all perish on this land, the land of the Shadowwind Clan.

This was outside Shadowwind Village, the encampment of the Mudclaw Clan. The Mudclaw Clan was the westernmost tribe in the Land of Zuldazar, and they were the first to be attacked by the Angu Iron Cavalry. Now, the Mudclaw Clan had fled all the way here, with fewer than a hundred survivors. Currently, the Mudclaw Clan was on the brink of annihilation.

By the time Aisha Mudclaw finished boiling the thin porridge, she was already dizzy. In reality, the so-called thin porridge barely had any rice grains; it was more like rice water. Hunger plagued Aisha, and it plagued the Mudclaw Clan as well.

Sitting on the ground, Aisha and her parents quietly drank the rice water and ate grass fruits.

While they ate and drank, there was not a sound within the tent. Aisha and her parents both had dejected expressions, devoid of any spirit. The continuous hunger had almost exhausted their minds. Now, the three of them only hoped to conserve some strength, to avoid becoming a cold corpse.

It was still two days until the next food distribution, and they had already finished the food distributed by the clan at the beginning of the month. In such desperate circumstances, there was nothing left to say. Perhaps the outcome was already predictable.

"Aisha, Aisha, my dearest sister, come out quickly! The Sage has distributed the food, bread, fresh bread..."

Just as Aisha finished her last sip of rice water, she suddenly heard a voice. Turning her head, she looked towards the tent entrance. Outside the tent, a young Pandaren woman wearing leather armor and holding a bamboo pole was laughing heartily. Aisha saw her good friend, April Mudclaw.

"April, what's wrong with you? Your eyes..." Aisha put down her bowl and quickly stood up. She walked up to April and couldn't help but exclaim.

Blood mixed with mud, the Pandaren woman named April looked very disheveled. Her eyes were bloodshot, but despite her messy appearance, her face was filled with smiles.

"Aisha, the Sage and the Shadowwind Clan are about to sign a treaty. The corrupt Sage will be removed; the time for change has come. Now, the Mudclaw Clan has gained the recognition of the Shadowwind Sage, and we will become allies of the Shadowwind Sage..."

April was incredibly excited, her speech faltering, but her eyes were filled with a light called belief. Although she looked disheveled, her eyes shone like gems.

"Bread, bread, eat quickly! I still have to deliver the message to the next house! Aisha, I'm leaving..." Taking a bag of bread from the back of her riding goat, April Mudclaw wiped her face and couldn't help but smile again.

"April, can I come find you tonight then?"

"Aisha, if it were any other day, I'd be happy to have you at my place. But not tonight, maybe not for the next few days. I have to protect the Sage, I have to defend our clan's honor! Aisha, don't forget, I'm a warrior!"

No one knew that the blood and mud on April's face were because she had accidentally fallen off her goat in her haste to deliver the message. She was eager to distribute food to the clan's descendants, eager to return to the Mudclaw Sage, eager to defend her clan's honor. She never thought of anything else.

"April, the Sage is..."

Before Aisha could finish, April Mudclaw mounted her goat and galloped towards the clan's granary.

"Sage, Great Shadowwind Sage, what exactly is going on? Will the Sage be in danger? What should I do now? Maybe I should become a warrior like April?" Aisha held the bag full of bread, her thoughts drifting for a moment.

Outside Shadowwind Village, the Lingclaw Clan encampment.

Inside the encampment, a Pandaren warrior in martial arts attire was fighting ten Lingclaw warriors. The two sides were evenly matched in their exchanges. Fighting one against ten, perhaps it was Ji Feng?

"Hah..."

Suddenly, both sides separated. The ten Lingclaw warriors were sent flying, while the Pandaren in martial arts attire on the other side was unharmed. It turned out this person was Yao Shi Shadowwind.

Kang and Yao Shi had chosen different methods. Kang chose to visit each clan individually, encouraging them to ally with the Shadowwind Clan. Yao Shi, on the other hand, chose to display his strength, gathering these exiled clans under the banner of the Shadowwind Clan. Currently, Yao Shi was in the process of reclaiming the third clan.

Mudclaw, Firepaw. Yao Shi had already secured two clans. In this area, the Lingclaw Clan was the largest. If he could win over the Lingclaw Clan, Yao Shi's "Trial Path" would be half successful.

At this moment, Ji Feng was standing outside the Lingclaw Clan encampment, watching Yao Shi. From this high slope, he could see everything.

Having chosen his streaming location, Ji Feng started his broadcast.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, you said you'd stream last night, why didn't you?"

"Brother Feng, what's the event today? Why are there Pandaren everywhere! Are we back in Shadowwind Village?"

"Streamer, you stood me up, and we, the great people of America, are very unhappy. So sad, so blue..."

As soon as the stream started, Ji Feng was met with a barrage of criticism from the comments. They were extremely resentful that he hadn't streamed last night. In fact, Ji Feng hadn't stood up his viewers for one day, but for three days. However, most of the new viewers were not familiar with the Time Adjustment System.

"Fellow viewers, as a conscientious streamer, my streams must have content! The broadcast you'll see today is absolutely better than any previous one, no exaggeration! You've all hit the jackpot by watching today."

No matter when, Ji Feng's streams were always the best. As a boastful streamer, he naturally started by hyping himself up.

"mdzz..."

"Ding, deep hole card, is the old driver finally going to drive?"

"Brother Feng, it's a bit much to start boasting before anything has even aired! Is today a food show? What about the promised Twelve Flavors?"

"Brother Feng, I'm planning to watch the stream with my boyfriend today, don't go too far! After all, he's a boy..."

"The person upstairs went too far!"

While bantering with the comments, Ji Feng explained today's stream content. The content he had planned was far beyond what the viewers were imagining.

"Viewers, you're still too naive and too simple. Today, I'm going to gather the Pandaren in the Shadowwind Village area. Today, I'm going to stream the establishment of a clan! Don't always think of criticizing me; I've had conversations with people at Wallace's before."

Ji Feng continued to boast while introducing today's stream content to his viewers.

"Wallace's fast-food restaurant?"

"There's an idiot upstairs who's so much dumber than all of you. I've had conversations with him..."

"Brother Feng, you have to follow basic laws when posting comments..."

"Brother Feng, don't always try to make a big splash! Isn't it good to be alive?"

"For the country, I'd risk my life; I wouldn't shy away from misfortune or prosperity. Brother Feng has recently done some small work, summarizing three major events..."

"Damn, we're already starting our daily activities just like that? This isn't the world chat, you know. Everything you say now, you'll have to take responsibility for later. You're all still too young, sometimes even childish. You lack life experience. Learn to get rich quietly."

As expected, the leader's fans were everywhere. Even without mentioning his name, everyone knew who he was!

This was the true power of fans.

"Ahem, everyone calm down! Don't stir up trouble! Today's stream is about establishing a clan. Of course, I can't do something like this all by myself..."

"Right now, Kang and Yao Shi are helping me. Once they can't take down the Exiled Clan here, I'll step in... For now, let's see what those two can do!" It wasn't time for Ji Feng to appear yet. The main event hadn't started, and he still wanted to keep the viewers in suspense.

"Oh, right, everyone, don't forget to participate in the predictions! The first hundred viewers to guess correctly will receive double rewards..."

Below the Storm Live platform, there was a prediction option. Viewers could bet their point coins on the outcome of the match. They could only guess the winner. Ji Feng had designated "Reclaiming the Exiled Clan" as a match, with Kang and Yao Shi as the contestants. Now, viewers could place their bets on their preferred contestant.

No matter the age or gender, the moment the word "betting" was mentioned, everyone's emotions would involuntarily surge.

"Streamer, I like Kang more than Yao Shi. Shouldn't you show us what Kang is doing now? I'm planning to bet 10,000 point coins on him."

"Brother Feng, Kang and Yao Shi are both helping you establish the clan. It's a bit unfair for you to hide here alone! When are you going to join the fight? Also, Brother Feng, who do you favor? Let me place my bet first."

"What the hell, they're actually having predictions? I'm betting 100,000 point coins on Yao Shi..."

"Brother Feng, I was originally planning to switch channels... I didn't expect you to start predictions at this time. Oh well, I won't switch. Betting 30,000 point coins on Yao Shi..."

Seeing the viewers placing their bets one after another, a smile crept onto Ji Feng's face. Casually, he let out a sigh of relief.

On the surface, he wanted Kang and Yao Shi to help him reclaim these Exiled Clans, but the truth was different. He had his own unspoken difficulties.

90%. That number was still stuck on the griffon's leg.

(Ji Feng has returned to the clan. The grand era of Pandaria has begun, and exciting events are about to unfold. Please collect! Thank you to all my supportive readers, brothers and sisters, and thank you for your rewards.)