Chapter 2721: Why are you still speaking up for him?

Actually, speaking plainly, that Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon was deliberately sent to Beyond the Heavens by the Barbarian God Tribe.

Therefore, regarding the things that Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon does in Beyond the Heavens, including the conflicts with the Human Race, to the Barbarian God Tribe it's nothing.

And after eating Ye Zhangqing's meal, the old man's attitude also underwent a complete 180-degree change.

Frankly, releasing the people is not impossible, after all there's no grudge with the Human Race.

The reason we previously captured those Human Race cultivators was simply because they trespassed into the Barbarian God Tribe's Shenjie; bluntly, we just didn't like them.

And since agreeing to release the people, the old man naturally has conditions, just like the Flame Martial Tribe before: he wants Ye Zhangqing to cook for him.

"Your cooking is not bad; I, old man, have never eaten such delicious food. If you're willing to cook for me in the future, I can persuade the clan to release the people."

Hearing the old man's words, the Elder Clan Chief beside him couldn't help but twitch his mouth, speaking righteously—it's just greed.

In my heart I despise people like you—what a bunch of trash.

If you want to eat, just say you want to eat; why bother with all that nonsense?

As for that, Ye Zhangqing had naturally anticipated it; after all, what he could bring to the table was only his cooking skill, and only that could move this old man.

So the old man's request in this regard was entirely within Ye Zhangqing's expectations.

However, if I were to cook for them unconditionally, that's obviously impossible; if it were from morning to night, wouldn't I have to stand busy at the stove all day?

Nodding, Ye Zhangqing replied.

"Senior, if you're willing to release the people, eating is no problem, but I juniors have some rules."

"You still have rules?"

"Yes, and it's a bottom line."

"Go on."

Hearing Ye Zhangqing mention rules, the old man couldn't help but be startled, then he helplessly replied.

Now completely won over by this kid's cooking, the youth beside him still shows an aftertaste-filled face—what promise!

Ye Zhangqing's rules are also simple: for the Iron Peak Tribe to eat, they must first release the people—that's the prerequisite.

Second, the timing and frequency of meals are the same as for the Flame Martial Tribe.

Three meals a day, with no limits on portions, and no waiting for latecomers.

After hearing Ye Zhangqing's demands, the old man startled, then expressed some dissatisfaction.

"You want me to eat together with the Flame Martial Tribe's people?"

As soon as that was said, before Ye Zhangqing could reply, the Elder Clan Chief first objected.

"What do you mean by that? Does eating with my Flame Martial Tribe wrong you?"

Facing the Elder Clan Chief's dissatisfaction, the old man didn't answer, but merely gave him a faint glance.

But that glance directly made the Elder Clan Chief explode.

"What do you mean?"

Unfortunately, the other party completely ignored his meaning, turned his head and continued speaking to Ye Zhangqing.

"No room for negotiation?"

"No."

Ye Zhangqing shook his head firmly; three meals a day, according to the schedule, is fixed here and cannot be changed.

Seeing Ye Zhangqing's unyielding expression, moreover, the delicious taste from just now still lingers faintly in the mouth.

After a long silence, finally the old man helplessly nodded.

"Fine, I'll go along with that, but releasing the people must wait until the clan's members arrive."

After being controlled by the Flame Martial Tribe, the old man, following Ye Zhangqing's intention, contacted the Iron Peak Tribe and explained the situation.

Now the tribe's reinforcements should be on the way; to release the people we also need to wait for them to arrive.

Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing nodded.

"That's natural; during this period, seniors can also come eat, which counts as our sincerity."

"That's excellent."

Upon hearing that, the old man's eyes lit up, he then showed a smile and nodded in agreement.

Having food to eat is good.

After one meal, we've basically won over the old man and the youth; although the youth didn't speak, he obviously supports.

Come on, who would oppose having food to eat?

That evening, the old man and the youth followed the Flame Martial Tribe, along with the Tree Ghosts in the Black Mist Forest, and had their meal.

Although it wasn't as richly abundant as that previous huge spread of delicacies.

However, the flavor of this food truly delighted the grandfather and grandson.

Each held a big bowl, eating to the point of oil dripping from their mouths, and after finishing they still felt unsatisfied.

Unfortunately, due to the quota, the unsatisfied feeling disappeared; we can only wait for the next mealtime.

"Exchanging those Human Race cultivators for this food seems not a loss."

The old man couldn't help muttering a sigh; the youth beside him, upon hearing, immediately nodded in agreement.

"That's definitely not a loss; this food is simply never enough no matter how you eat."

"You kid, that's promising."

Completely won over by Ye Zhangqing's cooking skill, after eating their fill, the grandfather and grandson also couldn't be bothered to argue with those Flame Martial Tribe folks.

They already disliked each other; now even saying a word feels excessive, so they simply avoid each other.

Having arrived at the Fire Spirit Tribe to stroll and digest, regarding the grandfather and grandson's actions, Ye Zhangqing took charge, imposing no further restrictions.

This also counts as showing our sincerity; since everyone has reached an agreement, the appropriate gestures should still be made.

Moreover, treating this grandfather and grandson the same way as the Fire Spirit Tribe would indeed be inappropriate.

The relationship had finally eased, and Ye Zhangqing naturally did not want to let it become tense again.

He strolled along, with no clear goal, just wandering.

However, just as he had just passed a small courtyard, he suddenly heard calls coming from inside the wall.

"Senior, senior is here…………………"

Following the sound, he saw in the gap of the wall the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief, looking expectant, calling out.

This old thing, one eye peeking through the gap toward the outside, just happened to see the old man, and immediately called out.

He was a little impatient, but still walked to the outside of the wall; the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief there asked through the wall.

"What's wrong? Anything the matter?"

"Senior, did you take care of those Flame Martial Tribe folks? I just said………………"

Since this old man can move freely, in the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief's view, isn't that just having dealt with the Flame Martial Tribe people?

Indeed, before the Iron Peak Tribe, even if one had subdued the Tree Ghost of the Black Mist Forest, this Flame Martial Tribe is still not worth a blow.

Just hearing this, the old man's reply left the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief stunned, eyes wide.

"What nonsense are you spouting? The Flame Martial Tribe is fine now; don't spout nonsense, stay put, don't cause trouble."

"Huh???"

"No, we're not on the same side; why are you speaking for the Flame Martial Tribe?"

And what's with that warning look? What does 'don't cause trouble' mean? We've been locked up by damn it, you don't try to rescue people, yet you tell us not to cause trouble?

"Whose side are you actually on?"

Never expected the old man to say that; the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief was completely dumbfounded.