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Elder Jin and Elder of Technology were utterly baffled. Hadn't they said they were going to create some kind of currency? How had they ended up being targeted by the Han Tribe? What exactly was the Han Tribe after?

Seeing the two elders' confused and puzzled expressions, Commander Xin told them everything Niu Wei had just said to him, along with the Han Tribe's intention to introduce currency on Bamboo Island, the true purpose behind this invitation to visit the Han Tribe, his own analysis, and his suspicions of Niu Wei.

After hearing him out, Elder Jin and Elder of Technology broke into a cold sweat. Before coming here, they had still been making arrangements for what they would do after going to the Han Tribe. Now that they thought about it, if they went, they might not even know whether their own tribe would still be there when they returned. No—that was putting it too mildly. They might not come back at all.

"So the Great Leader means that we're not going this time? But judging from the Han Tribe's attitude, and from what that fellow Niu Wei said, whether we go or not, the Han Tribe's emissaries will still promote currency on Bamboo Island. What are we supposed to do then?"

Elder Jin picked up a silver coin and turned it over and over in his hand, looking at Luo Chong's portrait on it with complicated feelings. It was this young man—any one of his decisions could deal a devastating blow to the Xin Tribe.

"I've thought it through. We can't let the Han Tribe promote currency here, and we can't accept their invitation this time either. Once we refuse their demand to promote currency, whether it's me or you, if we go to the Han Tribe, we