Bringing good luck through marriage was a custom.
It involved having a sick person marry to drive away the evil afflicting them, turning misfortune into good fortune.
Such customs were common in some less advanced civilizations.
This very custom created a host of young widows whose husbands died of illness just after the wedding.
The husband's family would never think the fault lay with them. Instead, they blamed the woman for bringing her husband bad luck and causing his death.
If the husband happened to survive and recover, they would go around proclaiming the benefits of bringing good luck through marriage.
This helped the custom spread far and wide.
After all, when faced with incurable illnesses, people always turned to the supernatural.
There was no harm in trying, right? What if it worked?
So the marriage cure Sampo had mentioned really had been recommended by the Tribal Shaman.
The innocent Tingyun was completely taken in.
Even after finishing his explanation, Sampo kept stressing:
"Just listen, that's all. Whatever you do, don't try it! And if you do, definitely don't go to the storeroom and take that wedding gown! If big bro finds out, he'll kill me!"
Tingyun nodded blankly and left.
After another exhausting day, Chu Mu dragged his weary feet back toward his quarters.
Governing a tribe of a hundred thousand people did not allow him to leave everything to others.
There were many occasions that required the Chieftain's presence.
Many decisions also had to be made by the Chieftain.
Chu Mu could not help thinking of Luwan.
That old man had once governed a settlement of a hundred thousand people, too.
Chu Mu felt that the pressure he faced was far less than what Luwan had endured.
Luwan had needed to budget every drop of fresh water