Surrounded

When Zhang Tie climbed back out of the river and returned to the Gray Eagle Tribe camp, bonfires had already been lit throughout the camp.

Under the slightly astonished gazes of a group of Gray Eagle Tribe warriors, Zhang Tie slowly walked up from the riverbank, holding a lively, fat fish as long as his arm. Its mouth had been threaded with a strand of water grass. After hanging the fish from a weapon rack beside his tent, he leisurely returned to his tent. Once he had put his clothes, shoes, and socks back on, he saw Seton.

"Aurora thought you'd run away."

"If I were running, I'd at least put my clothes on first. Even escaped prisoners have to get themselves a set of clothes. Who runs off bare-assed?" Zhang Tie said with a grin.

"You'd better be careful these next two days."

"What is it?" Zhang Tie had been about to take the fat fish down to the river to gut and clean it, then roast it for dinner. Hearing Seton's words, his movements immediately slowed.

"The news that your head is worth five thousand gold coins has spread throughout this tribal gathering area!"

"Saren?" A blaze of anger flared in Zhang Tie's heart.

"Saren, Aurora, and I were all in the Wild Bear Tribe's tent discussing matters with people from the other tribes. By the time we finished and came out, people outside were already talking about you. Saren said he knew nothing about it. Aurora was angry, but there was nothing she could do to that bastard!"

Zhang Tie gave a cold laugh. That bastard was quite clever—he knew to prepare himself an alibi. Did something like this require him to do it personally? All he had to do was give an order to the warriors