The red sun sank, and night arrived once more as promised. Deep darkness surged over the coastal lands like a tide, unstoppable, just like the legions of the Mexica People. Yet beneath the pitch-black curtain of night, there were always scattered sparks of firelight, like futile yet unceasing resistance.
"Family head! The Snake Mother chief of the Golden Bay Tribe has remained in the great camp outside the city and hasn't gone back. There are many rumors among the Golden Bay tribes, and the Snake Mother chief's tribe is somewhat unstable as well."
Captain of the guards Ekat bowed slightly and, facing the deep night, reported the details inside and outside Golden Bay City, displaying the power under the kingdom's control.
"The most noteworthy thing is that Chief Ilwi has been very active, meeting privately with quite a few tribal headmen. He seems to want to go a step further. He is unwilling to accept the kingdom's decision, and instead wants to integrate the tribes and negotiate with the kingdom again. Because of his activity, the young tribal men incorporated into the Tuntian Garrison Camp also seem somewhat unsettled..."
"Mm? Integrate the tribes and negotiate again? Chief Ilwi, the Great Sun Chief's nephew?"
"Yes! Family head. Ilwi is the Great Sun Chief's nephew, and he has always had prestige among the Golden Bay Tribes."
Hearing this, Xolotl stopped, furrowed his brow, and killing intent showed in his eyes.
"Ekat, if I remember correctly, Ilwi is a chief we personally raised up, and we even handed him a tribe of ten thousand people... And now my Royal Banner is right outside the city, yet he actually dares to jump up and down inside the city?"
"Uh... family head, Ilwi has a great reputation for courage, and he is also a God-descendant