Jing Chun's Intensive Cultivation finally produced the results it deserved. Despite the disadvantage of having sown later, it successfully overtook the local primitive farming methods, sweeping away all the doubts that had once surrounded him and sending his reputation among the locals soaring to its peak.
Guan Tao and his fellow tribesmen all urged Jing Chun to stay with them permanently, but his family was still in Tohai Commandery, across the sea, and they were living well there. He even held a noble title—why should he come here and start from scratch again? So he could only refuse them tactfully.
"I appreciate everyone's kindness, but my family is still in Tohai Commandery across the sea. I can't just leave them behind and come here alone. Once this season's corn has been planted, I'll definitely return. If I get the chance afterward, I'll come visit you all again. And if you ever make it to Tohai Commandery, you can come visit me too."
Jing Chun tactfully declined everyone's goodwill, and Guan Tao and the others did not try to force him to stay. They already knew what Jing Chun had mentioned earlier—that the Han Tribe was about to send immigrants to Qiongzhou Island. Iron Anvil had even sent someone over specifically to inform them that, in another two months, people would be moving here to live, mainly to teach them various technologies of the Han Tribe.
At first, Guan Tao and the others had been somewhat resistant to having these outsiders live alongside them. But now that they had seen how many benefits a single Jing Chun had brought them, they no longer dared look down on the immigrants.
The Han Tribe's carefully selected immigrants must all be exceptionally capable, right?!
Here, the corn planted by Jing Chun and the others