Chapter 2674: Are you mute?

The elder clan chief grabbed his own foolish son and, unable to hold back, gave him another lecture.

Although his tone still made people feel extremely annoyed, his full concern was still about to overflow.

But Qi Wu felt little about it, and replied with an impatient face.

No matter how this old man of ours speaks, it always makes people feel displeased.

That previous bet was completely thrown to the dogs—wasn't it agreed we wouldn't mention ourselves anymore? And you call this not speaking?

Qi Wu was full of resentment inside; upon this, the elder clan chief glared and spoke fiercely.

"What expression is that, you brat?"

"I don't have any expression."

"You brat, you still dare to talk back?"

Huh???

Facing the elder clan chief's angry stare, Qi Wu felt aggrieved—I didn't say anything.

Fortunately, the elderly woman beside them couldn't bear to watch the father-son quarrel, and helplessly stepped forward to speak.

"Alright, you can't even exchange a few words when you meet; can't you father and son have a proper talk?"

The elderly woman was obviously accustomed to such scenes.

With his intervention, a few words later the matter was cleverly resolved.

Although the elder clan chief's face showed displeasure, he still let out a cold snort and said.

"Hmph, be careful on your way."

Upon hearing that, Qi Wu responded with a displeased face.

"I know."

Either way, neither gave the other a good look.

Afterwards, Qi Wu didn't waste words, leading everyone away directly.

Leaving the Flame Martial Tribe, free of the old man's nagging, Qi Wu's mood finally improved a bit.

He also began chatting and laughing with Ye Zhangqing.

And Ye Zhangqing also asked many details about the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship.

According to Qi Wu, the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship is jointly organized by the five major tribes.

The five major tribes take turns being responsible.

The previous Scale Stone Tribe was one of them.

As for the Fire Spirit Tribe, which is responsible for hosting this Fire Spirit Chicken Championship, they have always been the mortal enemies of their Flame Martial Tribe.

The two tribes are roughly equal in strength and have taken root in the same area.

Naturally, there have been many frictions, big and small, before.

Open and covert struggles have accumulated considerable grudges.

If it weren't because neither could defeat the other, they wouldn't be able to coexist so peacefully now.

However, given the chance, whether it's the Flame Martial Tribe or the Fire Spirit Tribe, they certainly won't easily let each other off.

"So, Ye brother, when you go to the Fire Spirit Tribe, you must be careful about everything—it's not like being at home."

Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing naturally nodded repeatedly.

Do I not know to be careful? If Qi Wu hadn't invited me voluntarily, and I truly had no reason to refuse, Ye Zhangqing wouldn't have agreed to this.

Let alone showing up at the Fire Spirit Tribe.

Anyway, for this outing, Ye Zhangqing has made up his mind to honestly follow behind Qi Wu, speaking less and observing and listening more.

Seeing Ye Zhangqing nod heavily, Qi Wu suddenly broke into a grin and said.

"But you don't need to worry too much; with me around, I will naturally guarantee Ye brother's safety."

Since the person was invited by him, Qi Wu naturally assumes responsibility for Ye Zhangqing's safety.

It's impossible to let Ye Zhangqing come to harm in the Fire Spirit Tribe.

The group first crossed the vast yellow sand plains along the way, then walked through a chaotic stone forest.

Finally, at the foot of a volcano, they saw a sizable Barbarian God Tribe settlement.

This is where the Fire Spirit Tribe resides.

Their tribe occupies the entire volcano, which can be considered a superior location.

Perhaps because they are hosting the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship, the Fire Spirit Tribe today looks very lively.

Inside the tribe, there are noisy sounds everywhere, plus Barbarian Gods coming and going.

Qi Wu, leading the group, had just arrived at the outskirts of the Fire Spirit Tribe when they encountered a party of its members head-on.

The leader, who looked about the same age as Qi Wu, upon meeting him, the Fire Spirit Tribe's leader coldly laughed and said.

"Yo, I wondered who it was—isn't this the big idiot from the Flame Martial Tribe? Your dad died, and now you're leading the team?"

"Huoming, your dad just died, and I came this time planning to jump on your father's grave."

Huh???

Qi Wu retorted without showing weakness, but as soon as those words left his mouth, Huoming's face immediately turned cold.

Huoming, like Qi Wu, also holds the position of junior clan chief in the Fire Spirit Tribe.

He definitely belongs to the tribe's second generation.

He's been born with a silver spoon in his mouth since childhood.

They've known each other for quite a while, and because of the relationship between the two major tribes.

Since childhood, it's basically been that they fight whenever they meet.

Nobody submits to anyone; each wants to dislike the other, each wants to kill the other.

Just lacking confidence.

Angered by a remark from Qi Wu, Huoming darkened his face, looked around, and his icy gaze swept over each of the Flame Martial Tribe members who had followed.

The others were fine; they were all from the Flame Martial Tribe.

But when Qi Wu's gaze fell on Ye Zhangqing wearing the Flame Martial mask, and the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon beside him, he visibly froze for a moment.

How come you're still bringing a slave?

In the eyes of the Barbarian God Tribe, this Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon is a slave, something utterly unfit for the table.

To come participate in the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship, Qi Wu must have lost his mind, actually bringing an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.

His gaze then locked onto the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon and Ye Zhangqing, and he sneered.

"I say, Qi Wu, you're sick, coming to the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship, why bring an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon? What, you plan to let it fight?"

"I like it; it's none of your business. Which rule says you can't bring an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon?"

Hearing that, Qi Wu wasn't stupid at all; he didn't answer Huoming's meaning, but instead cursed back.

That meaning is obvious—what's wrong with me bringing an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon?

Indeed there's no rule forbidding bringing an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, but saying that still made Huoming quite angry.

This dog thing is really asking for death.

With icy eyes, he angrily glanced at the tall and sturdy Qi Wu.

He noticed that this dog thing, after not seeing it for a while, had become much sturdier.

His father must have fed him some heavenly treasures again—truly the landlord's foolish eldest son.

He couldn't help feeling somewhat envious.

Having gained nothing verbally, Huoming simply turned his gaze to Ye Zhangqing.

This Ye Zhangqing wears the Flame Martial mask, which is a high-end item specially prepared for him by Qi Wu.

Huoming naturally couldn't see through Ye Zhangqing's true and false for a moment.

He could only say offhand.

"Where did this rat come from, hiding its head and showing its tail? Don't the Flame Martial Tribe people dare to show their true faces?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhangqing naturally wouldn't bother, since he didn't even know the Barbarian God Tribe's language, how could he answer.

He simply chose to ignore it.

Faced with Ye Zhangqing's silence, Huoming grew more displeased, curled his lip, and spoke rudely.

"What, you're mute? You can't even speak?"

Still no reply; Ye Zhangqing's attitude was as if he were directly ignoring Huoming.