The Black Mountain Tribe had held back the clan army's suppression, and word had long since spread among the surrounding tribes.
Those who had left the Black Mountain Tribe back then all sighed at their own short-sightedness.
They knew that if they had not left back then, they might already have become the core strength of the Black Mountain Tribe.
But now, it was too late for regrets.
Those who had left back then fell into two categories.
The first were those who, upon learning that the clan's forces were coming to attack, had chosen to leave resolutely with almost no thought at all. Such people had felt no hesitation about leaving, nor any guilt toward Black Mountain.
The other kind had made their choice out of rational consideration, for the survival of their own people. After seeing so many leave, they had felt there was simply no possibility of standing against the clan, and had been forced by circumstance to depart. These people felt absolute guilt toward the Black Mountain Tribe. Especially since, when they had left, Black Mountain had not even reclaimed their weapons—this made them even more ashamed.
Jiang Feng had Qiu Ya and Elder Hou selectively choose from among those who had left back then, precisely to give the second kind a chance. As for the first kind, Jiang Feng would never allow them back into the tribe.
People like that were selfish by nature and possessed no faith whatsoever. To them, righteousness meant nothing! So long as there was profit to be gained, they would absolutely choose betrayal again!
For the tribe's safety and stable development, such people had to be kept outside the gates.
After settling the tribe's affairs, Jiang Feng nodded to Durut. Durut gave the order: "Set out!"
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