Chapter 442: Let the Giant Tribe Know Not to Be Provoked

Upon hearing Li Xiang's words, Rongdi already had a plan in mind.

He gave a cold glance at Mali and the tribe members he led; these Giant Tribe folk thought that being tall let them bully others.

Even if Ying were here, he still wouldn't let them leave.

Ying would kill them.

He thought for a moment, then smiled, and ordered the Archer to retreat first: "Since you've yielded, I, Rongdi, will spare you. Here's the deal: you promise never to come back, and I'll let you go."

Mali had his own calculations; once they left, he would recruit more people and surely slay them—who would dare block him? "Ha ha, Rongdi, since you're here today I'll give you this favor. Come on, let's go."

After saying that, Mali led a few of his tribe members to prepare to leave, and Rongdi cleared a path. Watching Mali's group depart, Dashan wept bitterly.

"Rongdi, why did you let them go? They came to seize our coal; you can't release them."

Dashan's face was covered in fresh blood; Youchao Xuan was very worried. "Don't speak. Let me see the wound. Thank you, Rongdi Leader."

Youchao Xuan thanked Rongdi, and Rongdi glanced at them, "Take the goods back to the Tribe first."

After that, Rongdi coldly ordered the Archer.

"Kill."

Kill!

Mali and his men hurried away, and just as they thought they were safe, countless Long Arrows suddenly rained down on them.

In an instant, several tribe members were struck by arrows.

"Watch out."

Swish swish swish… Mali could never have imagined Rongdi's betrayal. By the time he reacted, a Long Arrow had pierced his chest, and his tall body toppled to the ground.

Fresh blood dripped to the ground like blooming plum blossoms, turning into clusters of red blossoms.

"Rongdi."

He shouted Rongdi's name at the top of his lungs; snow swirled, and Rongdi and his men approached slowly from a distance. Upon seeing Rongdi, he spat a mouthful of blood, and a dying tribe member clutched his hand.

"We were deceived; the Beastmen's words are untrustworthy."

The Beastmen's words are untrustworthy; they were fooled.

Mali watched his own tribe members turned into a field of spines; enraged, he sprang up, ripped a Long Arrow from his body, and as it came out, a spray of blood splattered onto the snow.

Crimson as plum blossoms.

He stepped toward Rongdi, as if to attack.

"You dare deceive me."

Rongdi merely stood there, coldly watching his pathetic stance. "What's it to you? You dared to stir trouble in Ying Tribe's territory—you're courting death."

With a bang, Rongdi kicked Mali onto the ground; Mali let out a howl, his body lying in the snow, still shouting even as he neared death.

"The leader will flatten your Tribe, avenging us."

Rongdi strode to Mali's side, stamping his foot on the head, "What big talk. After spring passes, don't say you'll come trouble us; we'll also flatten your Tribe."

With those words, Rongdi kicked Mali's neck, snapping it with a crisp "crack."

"Dead, ha ha, finally dead, Rongdi, thank you for avenging us."

Dashan now liked Rongdi more and more; he used to despise him, but now he thought Rongdi was the most handsome.

Rongdi sneered at Mali's death, then glanced at Youchao Xuan and the others. "Alright, you're safe now. Everyone here I've killed. Return to your Tribe; this Cave needs Ying to send more guards for protection."

Youchao Xuan hadn't expected Rongdi to come personally to rescue them. "Thank you, Leader. May I ask, how did you know we were in danger?"

Rongdi laughed heartily. "Ha ha, I'm a Beastman; my Beastmen are everywhere. How could I not know this news? Alright, go back; the snow is falling heavily."

"But the Giant Tribe…"

"Ignore them for now; conserve strength, and after this harsh winter passes, we'll deal with it."

Rongdi now had other considerations. He had originally planned to wipe out the Lasi Tribe as soon as spring arrived, but now his thoughts turned to the Giant Tribe.

Having killed Mali, the Giant Tribe's leader will surely hold him accountable; the hatred between the Giant Tribe and him has deepened.

Youchao Xuan saw that Rongdi had changed, and nodded, "Very well, I'll return first. Thank you."

After Youchao Xuan and the others left, Li Xiang approached Rongdi, "The heavy snow is falling; we should head back."

Rongdi's gaze turned toward the distant horizon, then he coldly ordered, "Lone Wolf."

"Leader, you speak."

"Take these bodies and feed those jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards."

"Eat them?"

Rongdi snorted coldly, said nothing, and strode away. Li Xiang, seeing this, didn't say much, "Lone Wolf, why has the leader's temper been so bad lately?"

Lone Wolf chuckled, "You don't know yet? Spring is coming, and the leader is in heat, but he hasn't found a female he likes."

"In heat?"

Here, snow swirled as the Ying Tribe gathered amid a sea of candlelight.

When Youchao Xuan and the others came back, they reported the incident to Ying and Nan Qinghuan. After Nan Qinghuan and Ying heard it, Ying tightened his fist, "How daring! Do the Giant Tribe people not want to live?"

"Yes, Ying, luckily Rongdi came to save us; otherwise we'd be doomed. Look at how my face got beaten up."

Dashan complained, while Axi hurried to apply medicine.

"Stop nagging; I'll give you the medicine."

"Ouch, be gentle, it hurts."

Dashan was indignant, but Youchao Xuan remained rational. "Ying, Rongdi killed Mali and his men; it seems our feud with the Giant Tribe is now unavoidable."

Ying and Nan Qinghuan exchanged glances; Nan Qinghuan sat down, paused, then said, "Youchao Xuan, how is the training of the Military Camp going?"

"Still training; once this winter passes, it will be effective again."

"Alright, Ying, I think we should now prepare against the Giant Tribe, not just the Lasi Tribe."

Hearing that, Ying understood what she meant; previously Qinghuan never advocated such matters. He nodded, wanting to hear her suggestion, "Then Qinghuan, what do you think we should do?"