Chapter 508: Someone Is Stockpiling Food and Weapons in the Market

Rongdi didn't expect that after their people moved here, the Na Shan Tribe was suddenly occupied by a monster; now they want to return and cultivate all the Farmland there, but they are met with an attack by this Great Beast.

At this rate, if the monster isn't killed, they can't cultivate the Farmland.

So, he brought his own woman to ask Ying what to do. Ying was simmering soup; when he heard the matter, he tasted it slowly and found it tasteless. He frowned slightly, thinking it was a bit off, but Jiguang said they couldn't add Salt, so… "I already know; don't worry about this, I'll go with you to handle it."

"How do you plan to deal with it? That thing has armor, our Long Arrow is useless against it. We originally wanted Qinghuan to see if it could be tamed, but she's in Postpartum Confinement, so we can't trouble her; it has to be us."

He originally thought Nan Qinghuan could Beast Tame; if Nan Qinghuan came, it would certainly work, since she can tame such a terrifying Evil Dragon, but she's now very weak in Postpartum Confinement, so the men still have to solve this.

Ying fell silent for a moment, "Alright, in a moment I'll have Ji Lei take me to see it; I need to know what that thing is before we can deal with it. Have they tried using explosives?"

"Useless."

Rongdi was the first to tell Ying that he and Na Yao had already tried it; it was useless, the monster isn't afraid of explosives, and Li Xiang had also been there, saying it was a very rare animal, he forgot its name, advising them not to provoke it—if they don't provoke it, it won't appear again. But the tribespeople worry that when they farm later, it might come out to forage, which is dangerous. So Rongdi thinks killing it is safer.

"Useless?"

"Yes, Ying, that animal is gigantic; gunpowder and Long Arrow are useless. I've thought of many methods, but still can't subdue it. Although it doesn't hurt people, when pressed it will…"

Jiguang still fantasizes about becoming a landowner lady, so the Na Shan Tribe must be developed.

They want to turn that place into a large granary.

Ying was about to say something when Nan Qinghuan strode forward from outside, "Let me give it a try."

"Qinghuan."

The three turned their heads and saw her return; Jiguang saw that she was carrying some sweet potatoes and potatoes, clearly gifts from someone.

"Where did you go?"

"Ying, Rongdi, Jiguang, I just heard what you said outside. How about I give it a try? If this monster prevents us from cultivating the Farmland, that would be such a waste."

Rongdi saw that her body hadn't recovered and frowned, "I originally didn't intend to tell you, but you heard it anyway. Qinghuan, you shouldn't go; we'll handle this matter."

"My body is fine now. By the way, where is my senior brother?"

She wanted to ask Li Xiang what exactly that monster was, since her senior brother said not to harm it.

"Your senior brother is probably at home."

"I'll go find him."

"Hey, Qinghuan, Qing…"

"Forget it, she heard everything; this can't be kept secret any longer."

Ying felt somewhat helpless now, because he can't control Nan Qinghuan at all, and he also knows that if Qinghuan goes, the matter will certainly be resolved.

"But her body hasn't…"

"It's okay, I'll protect her. My bone broth is ready; would you like to try some?"

Ying actually offered them the soup meant for a pregnant woman; Rongdi looked quite disgusted. Though it smelled good, it lacked Salt, and he knew it would be tasteless.

"Forget it, keep it for Qinghuan. I need to go back to make some Roasted Meat. Let's see how Qinghuan handles this first; we'll go again tomorrow."

Here, after Jiguang and the others left, Ji Lei hurried toward Ying, "Ying, something's wrong."

When Ji Lei told Ying everything, Ying's complexion darkened suddenly, "What?"

"It's true. The strongman said many suspicious people have appeared on the streets lately; they don't seem like merchants."

"What kind of people are they?"

"They are merchants selling Sichuan pepper, but they bring very little of it, and their numbers are increasing. Ying, do you think they're sent by another tribe as spies?"

"Spies!"

When they were still a tribe, they also feared spies, but now the Small Town is open and everyone is here. Moreover, it's said they buy huge amounts of rice and sweet potatoes at the market. Why so much? If they're preparing for war, they'd need to stockpile food, and of course weapons are indispensable.

Hearing this, Ying's eyes narrowed slightly. He turned off the fire and fell silent for a moment, "Go fetch Na Yao and find out where this group is staying."

Soon, Na Yao arrived. Na Yao and Rongdi, as the town's generals, manage the Military Camp and naturally protect its safety.

When Na Yao arrived, he realized Ying had called him for this matter.

"Na Yao, where are those people now?"

"You already know?"

Under the dim candlelight, the two brothers sat on a small stool discussing the matter; Na Yao thought it probably wasn't serious, perhaps they were people from elsewhere.

"I heard Ji Lei say that this group loves buying Iron Tool and food, right?"

Na Yao stared at him deeply, noticing that Ying now was truly different from before; he had become steady and less impulsive. In the past, he would have taken his brothers to capture them directly.

"Exactly, I've also noticed them, but I haven't sent anyone to capture them. I want to see whether this group is lacking food and these items, or if they're stockpiling goods. Do you want to deal with them?"

"No need."

Ying waved his hand slightly and shook his head, "Now we shouldn't startle the grass; let's see how much more they intend to buy. Can we tell where they're from by their accent?"

Na Yao thought for a moment, "They must be from the Baiqi Tribe. They worship the A Luo deity, and it's said they pray before every meal; only they and the people from Dragon City do that."

"What, the Baiqi Tribe and Dragon City—what's their connection?"

"You don't know?"

Na Yao retorted, "You don't know?" Ying furrowed his brows, "What do I know?"

"It seems you haven't gone out lately. I recently took Youchao Xuan to the Matriarchal Tribe. I heard the Clan Leader say that Dragon City was founded by people from the Baiqi Tribe; that place is populous and prosperous. But if they're from there, why come to our Small Town? Dragon City is also a commercial hub; you can buy anything there. Why travel so far to buy goods?"

These words made Ying somewhat wary.

Dragon City, people of the Baiqi Tribe.

He clenched his fist, recalling what A Mu had told him, and squinted slightly, "Send someone to keep an eye on them and see what they're up to?"