Chapter 400: Ma Su of the You Su Tribe Is Up to Mischief

Ashu saw Ying staying silent, hurried forward to ask, "What is Ying thinking?" Ying then withdrew his gaze, "Nothing. Killing them would be troublesome; we'd have to wait until next spring at least. Alright, the matter is settled, let's go back first."

Ying.

Rongdi and Li Xiang came from not far away; when Rongdi saw the chaotic mess on the ground, he knew a fight had already taken place here—he was late.

"I heard Luosang came. Are you okay?"

Rongdi was very worried about Ying's safety. Ying quickly stepped forward, saw Rongdi's concerned expression, and smiled, "It's fine; he's already left, I gave him a beating."

"Luosang is so bold, daring to set fire to the Market street. We can't let him go; should I go catch him now?"

"What, burned the Market street?"

"Exactly. When we arrived we just extinguished the fire; it must have been Luosang who did it."

After speaking, Rongdi was about to go after Luosang, but Ying suddenly stopped him, "No need. Don't chase him now. Since the Market street is fine, it's okay. Rongdi, we won't clash with them now; let's wait until after Winter."

Those words displeased Rongdi a bit; he hadn't expected Ying to be so cautious now.

"What are you afraid of? I'll handle it. The Lasi Tribe is not the same as before; I'm not scared of them. If they dare cause trouble here, I'll wipe them out now."

"Hold your ground, Rongdi. Winter is coming; war would bring great suffering to the tribe."

Sure enough, those words made Rongdi stop in his tracks. Li Xiang, being rational, thought about it and agreed Ying's point; at this moment he realized even more that Ying truly could become the king of Jiuzhou.

Because he is wise and knows how to choose.

Moreover, he can analyze the current situation.

In this age of cold weapons, waging war in Winter is a grave taboo.

I must say, his tolerance of Luosang is truly remarkable; he seems to see this generation's king coming of age.

"Chief, Ying is right. I also think it's unsuitable to fight the Lasi Tribe now; let's postpone any matters until next year. Winter is imminent, and with Snow swirling here, how could we wage war?"

But we can't just let it be. Whoever dares to destroy the Market street is directly opposing me, Rongdi; I won't let them go unpunished. Ying, I'm heading back first; rest assured, I'll avenge you in this matter.

Rongdi, being hot‑tempered, left those words and sped away. This time Ying didn't stop him; he knew Rongdi's temperament well. Yet, seeing Rongdi want to avenge him for the first time, he found it quite unbelievable.

His relationship with Rongdi truly improved.

And it became extremely good.

Unbelievable.

"Ying, we're heading back too."

"I'll have Ashu send you."

"No need, we're leaving…"

When Li Xiang left, he still felt uneasy about Nan Qinghuan, so he turned back toward Ying, "Ying, Qinghuan is afraid of the cold; please stoke more fire for her. It's about to snow heavily."

Li Xiang's words were filled with deep concern, and Ying understood. He nodded, "Don't worry, I won't let her be cold."

With Ying's reply, Li Xiang was pleased, "Then I'm relieved. Farewell."

Thus, Luosang came, got nothing, and was driven away. This put Ashu and the others in a great mood, though they hoped that after Winter they could eliminate the La Si Tribe!

Ying.

Nan Qinghuan came from not far away; seeing her, Ying quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand, "Why did you come?"

Dashan, noticing the scene seemed like a fight had occurred, asked, "Ying, where's Luosang?"

Ying merely shook his head, "I've already driven him away. Alright, everyone can go back."

After everyone left, Ying led Nan Qinghuan up to the mountaintop.

Sunlight and gentle breeze illuminated their faces, warm and pleasant.

Ying still thought she was angry, so he gently embraced her waist from behind. Nan Qinghuan's belly had grown considerably, and her waist had thickened.

She looked like a pregnant woman.

"Qinghuan, I'm sorry."

He apologized first, thinking Nan Qinghuan was still angry. Nan Qinghuan stiffened, then turned her head and gently stroked his face. It'd been a long time since she shaved his beard; his beard had grown again.

Nan Qinghuan's eyes were full of smiles, "I don't blame you, Ying. You're right; the Tribe turning into a town would be unmanageable. Then let's leave these matters to time, okay?"

Ying hadn't expected her to come around, "Qinghuan, do you really think that?"

This time Nan Qinghuan decided to change tactics; she nodded, "Exactly, that's how I think now. Whatever we become, it's destiny; we cannot change it, right?"

She felt this would make Ying accept quickly; hearing her, Ying was startled, "Qinghuan…"

He suddenly found Nan Qinghuan very cute, still wondering how to cheer her up, but she had already figured it out herself.

"But you have to promise me one thing."

Ying furrowed his brow slightly, "What is it?"

"Exchanging goods is too cumbersome; we should issue currency for circulation, starting with trade on this street—using abundant shells as money for exchange. What do you think?"

"Money?"

That day, the ancient man Ying heard of something called money for the first time, and after listening to Nan Qinghuan, he thought it quite reasonable.

He immediately set about implementing it.

Indeed, these precious shells could serve as money for trade; it was the first time the ancient man heard the term 'trade'.

Rather than barter.

The earliest Market street trade began to spread across Jiuzhou Dadi, and just as Ying was calling people to prepare for this, Dashan hurried over from not far away.

"Om, we've caught them."

Caught!

Upon hearing they'd caught someone, Nan Qinghuan gently pushed Ying aside, a pleasant smile curling her lips.

Just as expected!

Ying was a bit puzzled, furrowing his brow at Nan Qinghuan, then glancing at Dashan, "Who did we catch?"

Dashan laughed brightly, "Ying, here's the thing: our street was set on fire, right? We all thought the Lasi Tribe did it, but Om said that since they had already come, there was no need to do that. He let me lead a team to capture the culprit, and unexpectedly we actually caught someone. Who do you think did it?"

Dashan was utterly awed by Nan Qinghuan, practically bowing in admiration; he had thought Luosang had hired someone, but was surprised to discover it wasn't—another person was responsible.

Hearing this, Ying was somewhat shocked; could it be that it wasn't Luosang who sent people, and his Tribe had been breached by others? He slightly furrowed his brows and asked, "Who did it?"

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