Beast Tide?

"What? We have to move everyone from Yanhuo Village back to the Lihuo Tribe within three days?"

In the clinic, just as Qin Shaofeng had finished getting everything ready for the journey and was about to call for Yan Gang and the others, Yan Jin suddenly showed up looking for him.

During this time, Qin Shaofeng's standing in Yanhuo Village had become extraordinary.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Qin Shaofeng now held a position in Yanhuo Village no lower than the village chief's.

In this world, even the smallest villages were considered tribes. The village chief was essentially a tribal chieftain.

Without even realizing it, Yan Jin, the next chieftain of Yanhuo Village, had started coming to Qin Shaofeng for advice on all sorts of matters.

It was no surprise. In this world of the strong preying on the weak, the powerful were often worshiped.

Compared to other places, Qin Shaofeng might not be particularly strong, but in the eyes of everyone in Yanhuo Village, he was the strongest.

So when something this important happened, Yan Jin had thought of Qin Shaofeng first.

What was the matter?

A major matter!

A truly earth-shattering matter!

Yanhuo Village was, in fact, one of the small villages that had branched off from one of the several large tribes under King's Territory of Qing.

That large tribe was the Lihuo Tribe, one of the four strongest tribes in King's Territory of Qing!

Though they had migrated away, Yanhuo Village had kept in touch with the Lihuo Tribe. Whenever something important came up, the Lihuo Tribe would send word to Yanhuo Village by carrier bird.

Just fifteen minutes earlier, Yan Jin's father—the old village chief of Yanhuo Village—had suddenly received a message from the Lihuo Tribe by carrier bird.

The message was