The Xin Tribe's Discovery

That night, Tang Ji lay at home gazing at the starry sky outside, but her mind was still occupied with the Han Tribe and Tang Tribe. According to Tang Yao, even if the Tang Tribe became part of the Han Tribe, their tribe would lose nothing. On the contrary, it would develop rapidly.

Most importantly, the Tang Clan would remain the Tang Clan.

A small clan chief would certainly be unwilling to hand over their tribe, but the Tang Tribe was a collective of clans—or, more precisely, a tribal alliance. That made things different.

As the chief of the Tang Tribe, Tang Ji was concerned with the interests of the entire alliance rather than any single clan. Moreover, their system of electing chiefs meant that the chief of the Tang Tribe would inevitably lead the tribe in a better direction. Every chief of the Tang Tribe was chosen by the people, with no hereditary right to rule. The only advantage a chief had was in raising and grooming their descendants.

Thus, whether viewed from the perspective of the greater whole or from that of improving the people's standard of living, the advantages of joining the Han Tribe far outweighed the disadvantages. Thinking of everything Tang Yao had said, as well as her description of life in the Han Tribe over the past six months, Tang Ji had already made her decision.

On an afternoon two days later, a fleet sailing in from the open sea finally arrived at Tohai Commandery's docks. Two of the three-masted cargo ships were the vessels Dashu had arranged to collect Beast Tooth.

To avoid attracting attention, Luo Chong did not go to the docks to welcome them. Whether it was the Tang Tribe across the shore or the locals of Tohai Commandery, they all assumed