Chapter 258: The Clan Listens to Me, I Listen to My Wife

The pitiful snake woman ran to Ada's side seeking support, and Ada, seeing the situation, also realized that Ying could not possibly accept his daughter.

Because Ashu had just warned him, so… he changed his mind.

"Fool, you can't be liked by Ying; what use is there for you, snake woman?"

Ada scolded the snake woman in front of everyone; the snake woman felt aggrieved but dared not speak. At the Second Gate Tower, Ada glanced at Nan Qinghuan, then turned to Ying, "Ying, I'm sorry; my daughter couldn't win your favor, but you also can't let a female bully her."

The meaning was clear: he intended to back the snake woman.

Ying gave him a cold glance, "I have already issued an order within the tribe; Qinghuan is not only my … but also the Clan Leader of the Ying Tribe; she naturally has the authority to do anything, and whatever she says is what I say."

"What, Clan Leader?"

Ada hadn't expected Nan Qinghuan could become Tribe Leader; this had never happened before—how could a tribe have two leaders? And one of them is a female!

"That's right, my people listen to me, and I…"

She paused, "listen to Qinghuan."

"You…"

This gave Nan Qinghuan face; Youchao Xuan hurried forward, "Indeed, our Goddess is the leader of the Ying Tribe. Ada, if you wish to form an alliance, show your sincerity; if not, take the snake woman and leave. Our tribe is busy preparing farmland and smelting iron; we have no time to entertain you."

Youchao Xuan's words made Ada very embarrassed; indeed, now even this outsider is bullying him.

Youchao Xuan is an outsider—how dare he speak to him? Moreover, Ying said nothing.

For the first time, Ada realized this tribe was no longer the weak one that could be bullied as before.

The world has truly changed.

In the past his temper would have made him walk away and threaten to attack, but now… his strength can't keep up.

Ying despised his daughter, looked down on him, made him embarrassed; he had to endure it, and without allying with Ying his tribe cannot get through this time.

"Of course I thought about it, Ying. I want to ally with the tribe."

"Do as Youchao Xuan says. I'm tired, Qinghuan, let's go, we'll rest."

Ying surprisingly didn't want to talk to Ada, leaving the matter to Youchao Xuan and Ashu, which made Youchao Xuan thrilled; he never expected Ying to trust him so much.

Of course, for this trust he would risk everything.

"Ying, Ying"

Ada tried to catch up, but Ying ignored her.

Ying, with Nan Qinghuan, prepared to leave; Qinghuan thought of something, whispered a few words to Youchao Xuan, who nodded in understanding.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

After the couple left, Youchao Xuan finally looked at Ada, "Our tribe is a great tribe; if you want an alliance, you must show your sincerity. On what grounds do you think we could ally with you?"

"Father…"

The snake woman felt this was too humiliating, bullying.

"Shut up."

In the farmland, Nan Qinghuan watched the tribe members weeding; indeed, these fields needed to be redistributed, and she wanted Ying to turn the wasteland beside them into ditches to channel water, so that fertile fields would gradually appear.

Then this place will become the tribe's great granary.

"Ying…"

Nan Qinghuan saw his face full of smiles; she didn't know how to tell him about the Rongdi matter.

"Qinghuan, did you see? Once we begged others, now others beg us. Do you know why Ada sent the snake woman?"

Nan Qinghuan frowned slightly, a bit displeased, "Isn't it just to bear you offspring?"

"Of course not; he wants to control me, using his daughter to tempt me."

When Ying said this, his eyes held contempt; hearing him speak, Nan Qinghuan thought he was truly clever, not fooled by appearances. Though Hei Meier wasn't much, Ying's feelings for her were genuine.

He said that even if he couldn't become pregnant and bear offspring, he would still like her and wouldn't let her go.

This moved her; since coming here her menstrual cycle has been irregular, this time also off, and she often feels nauseous; even pulse diagnosis now yields nothing.

She can only wait a bit longer.

Perhaps this time there will be good news.

Thinking of Ying's long yearning for offspring, she felt some guilt toward him.

Before she didn't want children; now she wants them but it's still not happening.

Truly, heaven does not favor people's wishes.

"So, you had already decided you didn't want the snake woman?"

"Of course not."

Ying, fearing she might overthink, hurriedly reached out and embraced her waist, holding tightly, very tightly.

It seemed she was his destiny.

"Ying…"

Nan Qinghuan, feeling a bit uncomfortable, gently pushed him away, "What's wrong with you?"

Under the sun, Ying's complexion was strange; he burst into a hearty laugh, "Nothing, I just feel vented, very relieved. Today I deliberately treated Ada this way; when the Old Clan Leader was around, the Snake Tribe often bullied us; now it's my turn to bully them, venting."

In fact she had known all along; he never personally took Ada to see the Tulou or everything here, so she knew Ying was being intentional.

But… "Then why do you still agree to the alliance?"

She knew Ying wouldn't agree to an alliance without reason, unless… Suddenly her expression darkened, "You want to…"

"That's right, I will only agree to the alliance if I get their treasure; they can only send the treasure to present to us. I've already had Youchao Xuan handle this; it won't be long before it's sent back. Qinghuan, you will definitely like it."

She was a bit startled, "Treasure? What treasure?"

Was it for himself? Ying, however, left it vague, reaching out to pinch her little cheek, "When they bring it, you'll know."

Seeing his mysterious, indulgent expression, Nan Qinghuan smiled, "I don't know what treasure they have, but I indeed want a kind of treasure; with that treasure we could make cotton clothes and shoes."

The thing the snake woman wore on her feet intrigued her; although she didn't recognize those items, they might be the oldest cotton‑like crops, and she needed to obtain some to study.

When those words were spoken, Ying was a little puzzled, about to ask her, Nan Qinghuan also left a mystery: "When the time comes I'll give you a surprise; you'll definitely like it. By the way, Ying, Yao just told me something—Rongdi hasn't died."

"Not dead?"

Hearing that, Ying seemed to guess; since no corpse was found, they indeed hadn't died.

"Yes, he returned to the Na Shan Tribe."

Ying didn't press further on the matter; instead, he turned his gaze toward Tianjian, who was searching for someone, and asked, "Where did Yao go?"

"He went back; now that autumn has arrived, he wants to go back to seize the last season's crops. In a few days I'll also go to see and guide them in sowing and transplanting rice, but a person has appeared over at Rongdi; he is now helping Rongdi build a tribe, and this person's appearance is very troublesome."

She had a strong premonition—perhaps someone as lost as she was in these ancient times had arrived.

This made Ying's expression darken, "A person—what kind of person?"