Chapter 417: The Great Elder

Only the people from Rongdi haven't arrived yet; this Yao already has thirty warriors.

Rongdi's haven't arrived yet; send someone to see what's happening.

Yes.

After Youchao Xuan left, Dashan behind him hurried over, "Has Great Elder Ying gone?"

Ying smiled without speaking, hurried forward in big strides to the Ancestor who wanted to trade for goods, and said, "Ancestor, thank you for helping me deal with the Great Elder's trouble."

The Ancestor was trading for some edible wild fruits; these fruits are available even in Winter and are extremely sweet.

She actually used her favorite ivory to trade.

This made Ying find it very strange.

"Ancestor, aren't you having dental issues? This thing isn't suitable for you to eat, is it?"

These are the finest fruits, only available in Winter; Ying didn't know why she wanted to trade for this and even use her favorite ivory. The Ancestor glanced at him, carefully wrapped the fruits with leaves, then cleaned each one, as if preparing to give them to someone.

"What do you know? I'm sending these on behalf of Yao. Has that old thing left?"

"Old thing?"

Ying heard that and suddenly laughed; the Ancestor actually called the Great Elder an old thing? How amusing.

"He left."

The Ancestor quickly stood up, put the fruits away, then let out a deep sigh, "Ying, although Sangtian is old and muddled, he is still the Tribe's Great Elder. Even though the clan now dislikes him, don't forget he once showed us kindness."

The Ancestor also remembers the favor.

Ying nodded, "If it weren't for his kindness back then, I wouldn't have let him return to the Tribe. Ancestor, where are you going?"

"Forget it, that's all for his matter. But rest assured, the Ancestor will stay here from now on. He wants to come back to me, and now Yao lives here, going to see my Qinghuan, to see when this kid can emerge…"

Ying: "…"

Here, the Market street remains bustling; many Tribe members come to trade for goods—everything's available: cattle, sheep, Salt, and even Grass Ring.

Everything can be exchanged.

When they saw those outsiders flocking here, Sangtian and Qingfeng looked like two abandoned people, standing there as if they had nowhere to go.

Sangtian's cold body was shivering, and because Abela still supported Ying, he was simply furious!

"Damned."

The abandoned Sangtian was not even as good as a Tribe's dog; how could he swallow this grievance? He coldly stared at the few clan members who were tracking him.

The clan members also hesitated.

"Great Elder, I think the clan members are doing fine. How about we go back and apologize to Ying? We won't leave, okay?"

"We won't leave, okay?" The clan members didn't want to leave; last night they ate fragrant rice, and now they don't want to go away.

People are like that; once they've tasted good days, they can't bear to return to bad ones.

The followers of his are the same.

Hearing that, Sangtian grew even angrier, stamping his foot, almost ready to strike someone.

Even though he's no longer valued, he still has followers.

These kids!

"Shut up, don't be fooled by Ying. These are all false. Watch, soon Ying Tribe will be punished. See how this year's Winter is unusually cold?"

The clan members heard and thought it made sense—yes, unusually cold.

The cold was unbearable for them.

They only wanted to find a fire to curl up by, waiting for spring's bloom.

"Great Elder, what does this have to do with this street?"

Sangtian snorted coldly, looking at them, "Of course it's related; this is Heavenly God's punishment. Watch, the Ying Tribe will be punished, definitely."

After saying that, Sangtian could only turn and walk away; after a few steps he realized… no one followed!

"You all, what are you doing?"

The clan members truly didn't want to leave; they no longer wanted to live on wild fruits and raw meat. Last night's meal showed them that such delicious food exists, so they decided to stay, develop the tribe with Ying, and essentially form a family.

They heard that the clan members said next spring they'd build more Tulou for the tribe to live in; members of the You Su Tribe would have places to stay. They were originally Ying Tribe people, why go live in caves eating unpalatable raw meat and wild fruits?

So… "Great Elder, sorry, we discussed and we will definitely stay. We'll follow Ying; whatever Ying makes us do, we'll do. Sorry."

After saying that, those who had originally followed Sangtian turned and ran. When they fled, Sangtian shouted, "You go back, wait for Heavenly God to deal with you!"

He was so angry his beard flared and his eyes bulged; finally, he fixed his gaze on Qingfeng.

He smiled and walked to Qingfeng's side, intending to reach out to smooth her hair, but Qingfeng dodged.

"Elder."

Under the shivering cold wind, Qingfeng also appeared very calm.

"Qingfeng, you've followed me for so long; you'll follow the Elder, right? Be good. Ying doesn't want you; it's his misfortune, that kid will eventually fail. So, how about I take you to marry Luosang? He's the Clan Leader; if you marry her, you'll become her spouse, and we can live a good life."

Hearing this, Qingfeng gave a bitter smile, let out a deep sigh, "Elder, my feet are so frozen they have no feeling; I feel I'm dying."

"How could that be? Come, go back with the Elder; I'll make a fire for you, we'll warm up, let's go…"

"Elder."

This time Qingfeng didn't want to leave; she stared coldly at the old man before her. Having served him for many years, she felt the Elder's words were the words of the Heavenly God.

He said their days would become good, but their days remained the same; only Ying Tribe changed.

So she realized she had been deceived; Youchao Xuan was right.

She should make some choices now.

"What, you little girl also want to betray me?"

"Sangtian never imagined that after those clan members left it would be fine, and now this little girl also doesn't want to go with him? Then wouldn't he become a useless old man nobody cares about?" Qingfeng shook her head, "These years, thank you Elder for raising me, but I think Ying is right; this street has given the tribe a better life, Nan Qinghuan has brought good days, we shouldn't stop them. Elder, I'm sorry, I won't leave either; I'll go back and apologize to Ying, I'll become a proper member of Ying Tribe, and find my happiness here."

The cold wind that Qingfeng endured all night made her understand; she thought Youchao Xuan was right.

If we could all live happy days, why would we have to ruin them? Dropping those words, Qing Feng turned and was about to leave, and Sangtian, fuming, plopped his butt onto the snow, looking truly like iron that can't become steel; he reached out, pointing at Qing Feng with eyes full of resentment, "You, you damned brat, how dare you betray me?"