"Once they arrive, we won't rush to mention jade gathering.
We'll wait until they have put down roots, built shelters, and found food.
Then we'll tell them that the Jade Tribe does not keep idlers."
The chieftain grew more and more detailed, completely immersed in his own world. A trace of madness even appeared on his face. "When that time comes, it won't be up to them anymore!"
After a long while, the male shaman finally spoke. "This year's jade reeks too strongly of blood.
And we cannot take this matter too far.
Jade is dead, but people are alive.
Once everyone learns of it, we will..."
He did not finish, but his meaning was obvious.
Nothing had happened so far because the people's hearts were on their side.
But once they lost the people's support, they would pay the price sooner or later.
"Did you hear that?"
Xu Changqing took a step back, resting his back against the rough wall.
Zhang Daoxuan's face was hidden in the shadows beyond the moonlight. After two breaths, he exhaled a mouthful of stale air. "Those wilderness tribes outside are like weeds in the fields.
They spring up crop after crop, and can never be wiped out.
Once something like this begins, it will never end.
How are they even human?
They are simply more vicious than Stream Earl!"
"Stream Earl is a god. It does not eat people; it only wants them to kneel."
Xu Changqing shrugged. "The two inside are human, yet they have no bottom line."
Zhang Daoxuan turned his head toward the room. "What are we waiting for?"
Xu Changqing hurriedly stopped him and warned, "The chieftain can die."
Zhang Daoxuan moved his foot, then stopped again. "What about the male shaman?"
"The male shaman cannot be touched."
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