diskusbooks Chapter 110 Trade Fair (4)
Chapter 110 Trade Fair (4)
I saw a group of people with totems painted on their faces, snake skins wrapped around their waists, and various weapons in their hands standing behind the crowd.
The person who had just kicked over the backpack was the leader of the group - a tall and sturdy man.
He was muscular, with distinct muscles, nearly two meters tall, skin as dark as night, high cheekbones, and a chest covered with criss-crossing scars. In his hand he held tightly a carefully polished stone spear.
They all wore a necklace of stones around their necks...
They are from the Shanyan tribe!
After seeing who was coming, the faces of the people of Yanyuan tribe instantly became solemn.
Skye and Blackstone looked at each other and quickly retreated behind the crowd.
The people from other tribes around them all shrank their necks and hid far away, looking like they were waiting for a good show. This kind of thing happened from time to time, and they were no longer surprised.
Especially the group of people in front of us, they have done this a lot.
"Manfeng, what are you doing?" Arthur stared with anger on his face.
The man called Manfeng ignored Arthur's question and strode towards the place where the clay jar was broken.
He didn't want to come to the Laozi Trade Fair, but the chief of the Shanyan tribe insisted on assigning him to come. He was in a bad mood after walking through the mud. When he entered the door, he saw a group of people gathered here. His anger was instantly ignited, so he kicked away a shabby backpack without any hesitation.
I didn't expect this kick to bring unexpected results...
He picked up a piece and looked at it for a moment, then turned around abruptly and stared at Arthur with narrowed eyes dangerously: "How come you have pottery?"
This kind of thing is rare, he has only seen it from the leader of the Shanyan tribe.
How could the small Yanyuan tribe own pottery?
Arthur did not rush to answer. They only had two possible answers: either admit that it was made by their own tribe, or say that it was obtained from other tribes.
In theory, it doesn't seem like a big deal to say that your tribe made it, but...
The person in front of me is Manfeng.
The chief of the Plains Tribe who had a feud with the Yanyuan Tribe when he first visited the Rock Tribe.
How should I answer this question?
Admit or deny?
If this is acknowledged, can the craft of making earthenware be preserved?
If you don't admit it, how do you explain it?
Just when Arthur was in a dilemma.
"This is our tribe since..." Before Ster could finish his words, Black Stone subconsciously covered his mouth.
Even so, Man Feng still caught that sentence. He shifted his gaze to the two of them with a sinister look, and then casually threw the pottery shard in his hand back.
The pottery shards fell to the ground and broke into debris.
boom!
Then he strode up to the two of them, grabbed Hei Shi, and threw him one meter away. Lan Xi quickly stepped forward and helped Hei Shi up.
At this time, Steve was so frightened that he kept backing away, shaking all over.
He doesn't understand why it's like this?
Obviously, he didn't say anything he shouldn't have said this time, he was just answering the man's question...
Just when Manfeng was about to catch Ster, Xi Yiqi pulled Ster behind him.
Man Feng's hand grabbed nothing.
His expression instantly turned cold, and he stared at Nishi Ichiki with a gaze that seemed to be able to shoot out spikes: "Get out of here!"
"I can explain that, too."
"Heh--" Man Feng sneered. When he was about to pull Xi Yiqi away, Arthur stepped forward and stood in front of Man Feng.
"Let me answer you."
Man Feng took a step closer and stared at Arthur's face. He seemed to recall some past events. A hint of malice appeared on his stern face. He pointed at Ster with his stone spear and said, "Let him speak."
When everyone heard this, they frowned, knowing that Man Feng was deliberately looking for trouble.
Arthur continued under great pressure: "He is still a child and knows nothing about these things. Those pottery belong to our tribe..."
Man Feng curled his lips, his face full of malice: "Shut up! I only listen to what he says!" There was unquestionable toughness in his tone, and after he finished speaking, he swept his knife-like eyes across the people of Yanyuan tribe.
As soon as he finished speaking, the warriors behind him immediately moved, surrounding everyone, with their weapons raised high and ready to fight.
Arthur's face changed drastically. He knew that there was no room for negotiation with Manfeng now.
"This is what our tribe exchanged from other tribes..." Ste said hesitantly.
He remembered why Nia-ge was beaten last time, so he changed his words.
Man Feng shook the stone spear in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh? Where did you get it from? There are no pottery at this trade fair..."
Ster's face turned pale and he looked helpless.
Arthur held down Xi Yiqi who was trying to step forward, and avoided Ste's pleading eyes, shaking his head slightly.
Man Feng is not a pushover. The Shanyan tribe has a large number of people, and the number of his followers alone is three times that of the Yanyuan tribe. If they act rashly, they will not be able to return if they are not careful...
This is a trade fair, and as long as Ster can handle it, nothing serious will happen. Rushing out to interrupt will only make the situation worse.
Don't anger him now.
Seeing that there was really no other solution, Ster suddenly had an idea and answered, "It was a group of people passing through the Yanyuan tribe."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Hearing this answer, Manfeng burst into laughter. He walked towards Ster with a playful look on his face and patted him on the shoulder.
As soon as Ster heard the laughter, before he could relax, Manfeng grabbed his neck tightly.
"You're lying! You think if you can fool Shanye with such a clumsy lie, you can fool me?!" Man Feng's expression suddenly became ferocious, and his words were full of sarcasm.
"Wow... cough... it's true." Ster could hardly breathe.
"I advise you to tell the truth. We know very well whether anyone has been to your Yanyuan tribe during this period of time." A man walked out of the crowd with a cold tone.
When Arthur and Nishi Ichiki heard this, their hearts trembled and their faces turned pale!
It turns out that the Rock Tribe has been secretly monitoring them!
What’s even more terrifying is that the Yanyuan tribe was completely unaware of this!
The man walked steadily up to the elder, snatched the basket of dried meat, and chewed it in big mouthfuls, as if the finishing words just now did not come from his mouth.
This man came to Yanyuan tribe with Shanye last time.
Nishi Ichisu's eyes quickly swept over the man's bare feet - he was not wearing shoes, and his feet were not injured.
Time was short, and the walls of Yanyuan Tribe had not been built yet, but tiles and traps had already filled the inner area. If an outsider approached, he would definitely get hurt.
It seems that these people are only monitoring from the outside, and Chief Shanyan is still worried.
But, what's all the fuss for?
Judging from their expressions, they don’t seem to know that the pottery was made by the Yanyuan tribe?
Could it be that he was afraid of the fictional tribe he mentioned?
After all, with salt comes competition…