Chapter 208: Recovering a Tall Man to Raise Wild Boars

Nan Qinghuan curled her lips; this man was rather clever. Yes, she and Ying had privately discussed it—she would go mushroom‑picking, and this person would certainly appear.

Just as expected.

Ge Gen saw Nan Qinghuan smile; he already understood that he had been deceived by the two of them.

How hateful!

Ying let out a light laugh, "I knew you'd come, but I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly. Qinghuan is my Oum and also the current master of the Wolf Tribe; the Wolf Girl you were loyal to has already been dismissed by her. You cannot be disrespectful to the Wolf Tribe's leader."

"I am being disrespectful; she harmed Acai. Ying, if you accept Acai, she wouldn't become like that; she …"

"Shut up. No one can stop me from wanting whoever I want. No one can force me. Since you have appeared, then die; turn him into a porcupine, cut off his head."

Ying's way of punishing people is to behead them and hang the heads at the Tribe's gate, as a warning to outsiders and to his own clan.

No one may betray him.

As soon as those words were spoken, the Bow and arrow began to ready themselves. Nan Qinghuan hadn't intended to speak, but thinking that this man possessed a skill in Tunshu, it would be a waste to kill him; better to use him for herself.

Let her try whether she can secure a surrender.

Wait.

"Qinghuan, what's wrong?"

Ying didn't know why she was stopping him, "He wants to kill you; he must die."

Nan Qinghuan naturally knew he was acting for her, but killing him would be too wasteful.

"Ying, he is the guardian of the Wolf Girl; then I want to ask whom he is loyal to?"

"You just heard it; he is loyal to the Wolf Girl."

"A loyal one to the Wolf Girl—so who does the Wolf Girl owe loyalty to?"

"This …" Ying seemed to understand, "Qinghuan, you want …"

"Ge Gen, right? The Wolf Girl is loyal to the Wolf Token; what about you? Are you also loyal to the Wolf Token?"

"What are you saying?"

Ge Gen's expression turned complex as he glanced at her—what does this female mean? Nan Qinghuan, unhurriedly, took out a half‑melted Wolf Token from beside her, lifted it slightly, "This is the Wolf Tribe's Wolf Token. Since you have pledged yourself to the Wolf Girl, you naturally also obey the master of the Wolf Token?"

Ge Gen, seeing the legendary Wolf Token in this different‑eyed person's hand, was terrified, "You, how could you have a Wolf Token?"

"Of course I have it. Not only do I have it, I also have the right to discard the Wolf Girl. Ge Gen, you are very bold."

As soon as those words were spoken, Ying understood what she intended. He grabbed her waist and whispered in her ear, "Qinghuan, why reclaim him? He's a fool, of no use."

Nan Qinghuan whispered, "A single‑minded person is best; someone who only clings to dead logic is easier to control."

"Control—what can he do for us?"

Ying knew she rarely spoke unless she had something to do. After being together so long, he now understood her.

Nan Qinghuan smiled, "Of course it's useful. Look, he has tamed the mountain spirit. Ying, later we can have him help us raise animals; those fierce beasts can also be tamed into livestock."

"Raise animals?"

One must admit, Ying thought Nan Qinghuan was extremely adept at exploiting people. This Ge Gen is a guardian, and she wants him to raise animals? Would Ge Gen agree? "Ge Gen, do you realize your mistake?"

The Wolf Token is a sacred relic even more revered than the Wolf Girl; Ge Gen could not refuse.

He suddenly knelt with a thud. He had been loyal to the Wolf Girl for generations; after her death, he originally intended to use the mountain spirit to kill this female, but the Wolf Token's appearance changed everything. The Wolf Token is more important than the Wolf Girl; whoever possesses the Wolf Token he will serve.

He could never have dreamed that the female he wanted to kill would become his master. Disobedience meant death; obeying the Wolf Token was his duty.

Finally… he bowed his head and solemnly apologized, "Ge Gen acknowledges his fault; please have the chief punish me."

The murderous crisis was resolved by a tiny Wolf Token. Nan Qinghuan realized this man was single‑minded, which was ideal; she disliked people with deep scheming. This man had chased them all the way to avenge Acai; his obsession was strong, which also showed that he was very loyal to others.

These Ancient People have their own faiths they would sacrifice their lives for, so she wanted this man to help the Tribe develop and make contributions.

He possessed a formidable skill in Tunshu; if he could tame the mountain spirit, taming other beasts would be a breeze. This would prepare her livestock industry.

"I will not punish you; I hope you can help me tame wild boars and then raise them, and later tame more animals. Ge Gen, will you agree?"

This made Ge Gen gasp in astonishment, raising his head in terror as he looked at her, "What, raise wild boars?"

The man who proudly guarded the Wolf Girl was being demoted to raise wild boars? How unlucky.

"That's right. You may not yet know the changes in the Wolf Tribe. Stay here first and help me raise and domesticate the wild boars. Later you can return to the Wolf Tribe; I won't need you to guard any more. Go back to live your own life, okay?"

Ge Gen was completely stunned, his brows tightened as he looked at her, "Your own life?"

He had guarded the Wolf Girl for generations; did he have his own life? "Everyone has the right to pursue a life. You don't have to stay here because of a duty. I promise you, later I will allow you to return to the Tribe, but now my Tribe needs your help."

One must admit, that day's mushroom‑picking was nerve‑wracking; after Ge Gen was taken away by Dashan, the mountain spirit naturally left as well, and peace returned within the Tribe.

But it was a pity that the whole basket of mushrooms was spilled; Nan Qinghuan couldn't bear it and went back to pick them up. Ying, unwilling to let her suffer, carried her back; that embrace made the women of the Tribe extremely envious.

They stared at them with longing eyes.

After returning, Ying directly carried her back to their house and gently placed her on a soft Tiger Skin.

"Qinghuan, you scared me to death."

All his composure earlier was a façade; although he would protect her, he also feared the mountain spirit might harm her, but fortunately nothing happened.

Nan Qinghuan, seeing how much he cared for her, lifted her hand and gently brushed the fine sweat on his head. Though he was a bit dirty, there was no sweat odor. She suddenly let out a giggle, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Ying's brows tightened; she was still able to smile. He had just been very nervous, fearing that a single slip might injure her, which made him feel deeply concerned.

Nan Qinghuan, seeing that his lingering fear could not be eased, moved her hand gently to his neck. She lightly touched the back of his neck; her hand was soft and smooth, instantly calming Ying.

"Don't worry, we were successful, weren't we?"

Ying's eyes were filled with infatuation, and his breathing gradually became a bit rapid.

The two stared at each other like that; after seeing him calm down, Nan Qinghuan asked, "Ying, I don't understand—why do the mountain spirit and the Giant Python become fearful when they see my eyes? What's special about them?"

She had pondered this question for a long time without understanding. She remembered that because of these eyes, her clan had tried to burn her alive, calling her an 'different‑eyed person'—what does that mean? Ying hadn't expected her to ask this. He helped her sit up, cupped her small face, and a flash of light glimmered in his bright eyes, "Qinghuan, your eyes are different from ours."

Her eyes were a deep, sea‑like azure, truly unique; combined with her fair skin and long hair, she looked even more captivating.

"I know, but what does 'different‑eyed person' mean?"

Ying didn't want to tell her those harsh truths; rumors in the Tribe said that the different‑eyed mark signified disaster, but he didn't believe it—Youchao Xuan was also different‑eyed and lived just fine.

【61】 "Rest assured, no one in the Tribe dares to touch you. No matter what you are, I like you."

Seeing that he was somewhat mysterious, Nan Qinghuan didn't press any further; this man always leaves his words unfinished.

She gently pushed his chest aside, "You're hungry, right? I'll go make something to eat. This man's interference kept us from gathering wild vegetables. At noon we'll have mushrooms; I'll stew a soup for you—mushroom soup is very tasty."

"Mushrooms?"

Ying heard "mushrooms" and didn't like it much; he seemed quite disdainful.

Nan Qinghuan saw it and asked, "What's wrong?"

Could it be that he doesn't like mushrooms? Ying didn't want to disappoint her, "It's nothing, I'll eat whatever Qinghuan makes, even if …"

Even if it's something that could kill him, he'll eat it.

He can't bear her being hurt, can't bear her being sad, can't bear any of her.

Nan Qinghuan noticed he was acting odd, was about to ask what's wrong, when a woman's voice sounded from outside.

"A Mu, just give me some, I didn't collect anything today."

Hearing that, Nan Qinghuan hurried to her feet, "Let's go out and see."

Outside, A Hua and A Mu were talking, and A Mu was uneasy, "This isn't what I brought back, I can't give it to you, this …"

"A Mu, what's wrong?"

A Hua saw them come out, grinning mischievously, "Om, Ying, I'm here to ask for some mushrooms. I went up the mountain too late today and didn't get any. Look, my whole family is waiting to eat, and you're not allocating food now, I think …"

Hearing that, Nan Qinghuan understood; A Hua was trying to get a bargain.

She glanced at the mushrooms she had personally gathered in the basket—her own hard‑won pickings—and thought this woman really knows how to scheme.

She demands things as if it's completely natural.

Ying didn't like talking with these females, hurried to clean his Bow and arrow, and Nan Qinghuan walked to the basket, crouched, and began picking mushrooms, "I remember when I went out I called many people; why aren't you getting up?"

A Hua was a little embarrassed, reached to pat her own behind, "I slept too late; last night my male kept pestering me, and I only fell asleep this morning, so I …"

"What does that have to do with us? We already held a meeting, and when we divided the houses we all agreed. Once everyone moved in, that meant we split the family. Since we've split, the Clan Leader won't manage your food and drink; each household must find food on its own. A Hua, you overslept and didn't gather food—who can you blame?"