Chapter 335: Let's Go Beat Up the Bad Guys

Inside the felt tent of the Red Mountain Tribe chief.

Chi Na was tearing into a roasted lamb leg with big bites, grease trickling down his thick fingers.

The tent flap was flung open, and a thin man strode in, his face bursting with restrained excitement: "Chief! There's movement!"

Chi Na tossed the bone aside, wiped his hands casually, and said: "Speak."

"Those wolves! They've come out of Wolf Throat Gorge!"

"We've found fresh wolf tracks, and we also found this!"

He stepped forward, opened his palm, and a few silver-gray wolf hairs lay still in his hand.

Chi Na picked up one of them and examined it closely.

At the base of each hair was a bit of dander—exactly the fresh shed from molting season.

The thin man continued: "The wolf hairs are scattered in the bushes and rock crevices—those beasts simply can't stay hidden; they've come out to feed!"

"Good! Excellent!" Chi Na sprang to his feet: "Go, let the lads eat their fill and rest well—tonight we'll send those troublesome wolves straight to heaven!"

His eyes flashed with menace: "As long as these wolves are wiped out, the Blue Wolf Tribe will surely leave this place!"

The chief's confidants in the tent burst into loud laughter upon hearing this.

"Chief, once the Blue Wolf Tribe people leave, the Holy Mountain will be ours!"

Chi Na looked at those greedy faces: "We've found a gold vein—we certainly won't let our efforts go to waste."

"Keep a portion, and send the rest to the Crown Prince."

"Once the Crown Prince becomes Great Khan, our Red Mountain Tribe will be the top contributors!"

"By then, the richest pastures on the steppe will be ours! The Red Mountain Tribe will become the greatest tribe on the grasslands!"

"Exactly! The greatest tribe on the steppe!"

"Red Mountain Tribe! Red Mountain Tribe!"

Everyone in the tent cheered, their eyes blazing with desire for power and wealth.

"Go on," Chi Na waved his hand, "slaughter a few sheep, prepare the most tempting bait, and move at nightfall!"

"Yes!"

Dusk fell like ink, slowly staining the grasslands.

In the clearing of the Blue Wolf Tribe, several bonfires crackled, and the aroma of roasted lamb from the racks filled the air.

"Wu En already has people guarding over there," Ha Sen tore off a piece of lamb, "if the Red Mountain Tribe dares to come drop bait, we'll surely catch them!"

Xiao Ningxun nodded: "They'll surely achieve instant success."

"Once we have human and material evidence, the Crown Prince's charge of forcibly seizing the Holy Mountain won't escape."

"Hmph, better that he can't escape!" Qing Qing sneered, "Then we'll see how he ends up!"

Tuan Tuan sat beside Xiao Ningxun, holding a roasted rib larger than her face in her small hands, nibbling bit by bit: "Third Brother."

"The wolves gave me their fur, and I haven't thanked them yet."

She raised the half‑eaten rib: "This smells so good! I want to take some to feed the little wolves, okay? It'll be my thanks to them!"

Xiao Ningxun pulled out a handkerchief, gently wiping the oil from her mouth: "It's dark now; the gorge is too dangerous."

Tuan Tuan waved the rib: "Can Second Uncle come with me? We'll head back as soon as we put the meat down—it'll be quick!"

Xiao Ningxun looked at her eager eyes and couldn't refuse: "All right, let Second Uncle accompany you—just leave the meat and come back."

"Great!" Tuan Tuan instantly beamed, asked Ha Sen for a piece of leather, gathered several ribs and chunks of lamb, and hugged them to her chest like treasure.

Xiao Ran urged: "Little one, go quickly and come back quickly."

"Got it!" Tuan Tuan bounced up.

Xiao Er took the meat from her arms, held her hand, and headed toward Wolf Throat Gorge.

At the same time, a dozen or so Red Mountain Tribe members had already reached the area where the wolves roamed.

They carried a heavy skin bag stuffed with meat chunks laced with ghost‑eye grass.

The leading sturdy man whispered: "Quick! Throw the meat chunks near those paw prints, especially where there's lots of wolf hair!"

The group moved swiftly and silently, slowly approaching the spot where Wu En lay in ambush.

Tuan Tuan and Xiao Er entered the gorge.

Xiao Er stopped: "Miss, don't go farther in—just leave it here."

Tuan Tuan nodded, crouched, and carefully unfolded the leather.

She took out the fragrant roasted lamb piece by piece and laid them neatly on a flat, clean stone.

"Little wolves!" she called softly toward the gorge, "I've come to thank you—I brought tasty meat! Come eat!"

Soon, several pairs of greenish lights glimmered in the darkness.

A medium‑sized she‑wolf cautiously poked her head out, nostrils flaring, and caught the scent of the roasted lamb.

She hesitated a moment, then stepped forward, lowered her head to snatch a piece of meat, and quickly retreated back into the shadows.

Immediately after, more greenish points appeared, and several wolves crept forward cautiously, each snatching a piece of meat.

Tuan Tuan laughed happily: "Second Uncle! They like eating it!"

Xiao Er took her little hand, about to speak.

"Kill—!"

"Block them!"

Next came the sharp clang of metal striking metal, echoing from the direction of the Blue Wolf Tribe!

Xiao Er's face turned pale.

He scooped up Tuan Tuan in one arm, straightened his back, and listened intently.

Roars and wails carried on the wind across the silent grasslands.

Xiao Er's pupils constricted; that definitely wasn't the disturbance from seizing a few poisoners.

It was war! A relentless extermination between tribes!

"Bad! The Red Mountain Tribe is attacking! It sounds like the whole army is advancing, coming to exterminate the clan."

Tuan Tuan's smile froze instantly.

Brothers! Uncle Seven and Qing Qing! Plus Harichagai and Grandpa Hasen!

Tuan Tuan tightly wrapped her arms around Xiao Er's neck: "Uncle Two! Let's hurry back!"

Xiao Er's face stiffened; he was caught in a dilemma.

Bring Tuan Tuan back?

It's tantamount to walking into a net; in the melee, swords are blind, he has no confidence he can keep Tuan Tuan safe.

Or stay here? What about the Third Young Master? And Nine Prince and Lu Qi and the others!

Listening to the increasingly clear and fierce battle cries in the distance, Xiao Er felt doubly tormented; what to do? The Prince ordered him to protect the Miss!

His voice hoarse: "Miss..."

Tuan Tuan was so anxious her tears kept swirling in her eyes.

The wolf pack seemed also disturbed by the commotion, uneasily letting out low growls.

Wolf! If the wolves could go, they'd surely scare off the bad guys!

"Wolf! Wolf!" she shouted toward the wolf pack, "Those who poisoned your companions have come! Now they're bullying my family again!"

"Smell them! It's them! Come with me and drive them away!"

"Aoo—!"

A mighty, rage-filled howl suddenly rang out from the depths of the canyon!

This howl actually drowned out the distant battle cries, making the mountain walls tremble slightly!

The wolf king darted out from the darkness, stopping before Tuan Tuan and Xiao Er, its emerald eyes blazing with fierce fire.

Xiao Er's heart jolted; he stepped back.

The wolf king gave Tuan Tuan a deep look, its limbs slightly bent, it lowered its massive body and let out a short growl.

"Miss, it..." Xiao Er instantly understood—this wolf king actually wanted Tuan Tuan to ride on it!

Tuan Tuan hesitated not at all, struggling free from Xiao Er's embrace, she clambered onto the wolf king's broad, warm back, her small hands gripping the thick fur at its neck.

She shouted excitedly: "Go! Wolf-wolf! Let's go beat the bad guys together!"