Daiqisi replied nonchalantly, "There's no need to understand immediately. We are already Liang people, and the Silk Tribe no longer exists."
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Why does this remind me of Instructor Kaili? The boy nodded slightly. "Okay, I'll look into it later."
"Stop giving me the runaround!" The female instructor rolled her eyes. "Just tell me, do you want this infected person or not?"
"No!" Wu Youren shook his head, stating it decisively.
"This method is harmful; it not only hurts others but also easily harms oneself. Moreover, it is utterly inhumane and violates my morals and conscience."
Daiqisi stared at him blankly for a long time before shaking her head. "No wonder War between Liang and Jin and Jin!"
"If everyone is like you, then it's truly remarkable that the Jin has survived to this day."
"Hehe," the boy laughed instead of getting angry, "I guess I'm just a bit timid. Who are my enemies?"
"A person from the Far West," Daiqisi replied solemnly, "Not from Liang, so you don't need to worry about responsibility."
My mind's a bit muddled! Wu Youren touched his forehead. "Let me sort this out. I'm originally from Jin, and I was a hostage in Liang."
"Is it right that we're now getting involved in the historical feuds between two other ethnic groups, doing things that go against our moral conscience?"
When asked this question, the female instructor fell silent for a long time before finally saying, "You've had it tough too."
"Isn't that obvious?" the boy chuckled. "You'd better deal with that infected person quickly. Oh, and by the way!"
"We previously encountered a person from the Far West, a Ability User named Kelvin."
Daiqisi nodded. "I've heard about it. Luckily I wasn't there, otherwise—I might have lost my composure."
Wu Youren blinked. This was rather amusing. "You hate all people from the Far West?"
The female instructor remained silent for a long time before finally replying, " The Silk Tribe originally numbered over a million; they were massacred."
This was truly a pity—upon hearing this, the young man felt a pang of sympathy; the boy was indeed rather pitiful.
However, this feeling only lasts for a moment. Others may feel sorry for him, but does he feel sorry for himself?
If you want to sympathize with others, you need to have the ability to do so! If you don't have the ability, then shut up and stop spouting nonsense.
Finally, he sighed, "I'm not qualified to say more, but men guard the nation's borders, women guard their bloodlines—this hatred shouldn't be your burden."
Daiqisi for a long time before finally speaking slowly, "I fear that after my generation, no one will remember the Silk Tribe."
Wu Youren thought for a while, then said, "How about this, whenever you want to deal with Kelvin, I will provide you with limited support."
"Really?" The female instructor looked at him with a mixture of delight and reproach. "That's Ability User!"
"I never make empty promises," the boy said seriously, "But let me emphasize—I won't be a starter!"
Daiqisi's eyes darted around, and she asked with a smile, "Why are you helping me like this? What do you want?"
This woman could be bitter and resentful one moment, and smiling and cheerful the next, yet she was still incredibly beautiful—truly a woman of many faces.
"I don't want anything," Wu Youren replied seriously. "It's getting late, you should head back. Once you've decided to take action, remember to contact me."
"There's no one around—" Daiqisi looked around, took two steps forward, and her head almost touched his chin.
Her eyes were alluring. "Someone just said they wanted me to touch them a couple of times—consider it a deposit."
"How could you repay kindness with enmity?" The boy took a step back. "With your sandpaper-like hands?"
He stroked the little snow harrier and said warily, "The little guy is still young, don't lead the child astray!"
"Haha," the female instructor laughed, her laughter shaking her whole body.
After laughing for a while, she tentatively asked, "So, I'm really leaving?"
"Let's go," Wu Youren waved his hand and said seriously, "The road is not safe, be careful of the barbarians."
A barely concealed hint of disappointment flashed across the female instructor's eyes, but she replied with a smile, "If you're not afraid, why should I be?"
After saying that, she turned and left, hopped on her motorcycle, and rode away.
She really has the heroic spirit of a chivalrous heroine—the young man shook his head slightly as he watched her gradually disappearing figure.
For some reason, even though Kaili and Daiqisi followed similar approaches, he found the latter more believable.
He was certain of one thing: it definitely wasn't because Instructor Kaili was of average appearance.
"Dealing with Kelvin —what a favor!" The Scops Owl poked its head out from the corner of the roof.
" The Silk Tribe was massacred about sixty or seventy years ago; they were indeed wiped out, though a few individuals escaped to the Liang."
"It's just making use of waste," Wu Youren replied dismissively. "She has a high level of approval for Liang, so there's no need to say too much."
Chen Quanxu. "You're not interested in hearing about the Silk Tribe?"
"What does this have to do with me?" the boy retorted casually, too busy with his own affairs to handle anything else.
"You really don't seem like someone your age," the Scops Owl remarked. "You don't even have a shred of curiosity."
This mentality is certainly not that of a teenager. Wu Youren thought for a moment and replied, "Ethnic hatred takes two to tango—I'm too lazy to ask any more questions."
"What you said isn't entirely correct," Chen Quanxu said earnestly.
There is indeed a history of grudges and entanglements between the Silk Tribe and the people of the Far West, which spans hundreds of years. The rights and wrongs of this matter are not something outsiders can easily understand.
In short, the Silk Tribe was an invaded race, and even when they had the upper hand, they only oppressed or exploited their opponents.
After gaining the upper hand, the Far West completely annihilated the Silk Tribe and occupied their territory.
Less than thirty years after the Silk Tribe was wiped out, the Weird Race swept in, forcing the people of the Far West to flee once again.
His elaborate statements weren't meant to plead for Daiqisi, but rather to emphasize one point. "I always said, people from the Far West cannot be trusted!"
It's getting more and more to the point! Wu Youren suddenly realized, "No wonder!"
No wonder he gained so much experience after killing Kelvin; it makes perfect sense that this tribe poses a greater potential threat to the Jin. Such a parasitic tribe, willing to commit massacres just to usurp power...
The fate of a nation is indeed an incredibly mysterious thing.
The Scops Owl was a little puzzled. "No wonder?"
"I was thinking of something else," Wu Youren replied casually, then asked, "What about your three infected people?"
"Still on the road," Chen Quanxu replied. "It's the dead of winter; if we accidentally run into barbarians, we might get eaten."
"Should we go and meet them?" the boy asked after a moment's thought. "How much further?"
"Thirty or forty kilometers," the Scops Owl said dismissively. "If they're in a hurry, they can get there in a day. Let them take their time."
"Let me see if anything's up today," Wu Youren, turning on his wristwatch.
"If everything's alright, we can—I'll go to hell?"
"Hmm?" Chen Quanxu, puzzled. "What is it?"
"A message from Li Hu," the boy said with a strange expression, "Says that Saina is preparing to deal with you."
" Saina — Taowan?" Chen Quanxu finally recognized him, but was even more puzzled. "He came here to find you?"
"What the hell—" Wu Youren was truly speechless. Did they have nothing better to do?
He was finally losing his temper and retorted, "You did this?"
If it weren't for the instigation of the New Army, he really couldn't imagine what he had done to deserve being targeted by Saina.
This is a very peculiar hostage situation. Taowan is also very small, about the size of a large tribe.
But regardless, this man is the heir to the tribe; why bother making trouble for a lord's grandson?
Wu Youren strongly suspects that only the New Army, which enjoys watching the drama unfold, would allow the other side to clash with him.
There was no way around it; they were true "friendly nations," and they had sided with the Crown Prince, so they dared to take action against the New Army.
The New Army wasn't that they couldn't win, but rather that they were simply unable to take action, so they had no choice but to seek "external assistance."
Previously, he had murdered a great Barbarian Tribe Great Knight, a fact known even to the New Army.
Shortly after, the other party replied with a message, "Don't insult my intelligence!"
It's easy to imagine that Commander Jeff was speechless; such a bizarre move was far beyond his expectations.
Anyway, I'm not going to be your weapon! Wu Youren replied again, "Thanks for letting me know, I'm going back to Red Pine now."
As far as he knew, Taowan only had four or five Great Knight in total. Even with the entire nation's strength, they might not be able to defeat Red Pine, a mid-level Martial Academy.
Strange? That's to be expected. What kind of person would be so eager to be a hostage?
This time, the other side responded very quickly.
"After spring, the Taowan will send troops south to attack the Jin — Saina will lead the expedition. You can think I'm lying to you."
"Holy crap," Wu Youren was utterly speechless this time.
"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?" The Scops Owl flapped its wings and flew over, landing on his forearm. "Let me see—"
Um?"
Neither the man nor the bird spoke.
After a long pause, Chen Quanxu finally spoke, "This guy—he really did it!"
The boy couldn't hold back any longer, "When this guy was born, did his mother's water break and his brain suffer from oxygen deprivation?"
"I used to suspect he was faking his madness," the Scops Owl said leisurely, "But now it seems he really is!"
Both of them are intelligent enough to analyze the logical flow of this information.
The total population of Taowan is around 500,000. If they were to march south, they would have to pass through Liang, so their total military strength could not have exceeded 20,000.
No matter how much more they say, Liang will never agree.
With just 20,000—actually, it's very likely only 1,000 or 2,000—and no more than two Great Knight, they think they can fight against the Jin?
To put it bluntly, even if Jin Garden's Hostage Prince Corps were brought out, they could put up a good fight against the other side.
However, the problem is that once the border conflict begins, Taowan represents the position of the Liang. Can the Great Liang sit idly by?
Then, the nobles of Liang naturally volunteered for war.
By then, even the King of Liang wouldn't be able to control it. The Liang have always admired the strong – if you get old, let the Crown Prince take over. So this seems bizarre, but if you think about it, it's actually quite feasible!
"This matter—sigh," Wu Youren sighed, "Is making my head spin."
"How about we hide and wait for him to head south in the spring?" Scops Owl tentatively suggested. "After all, you're just a side target."
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