Chapter 298: The Disappointed Baifeng

Not only were those two troublemakers who intended to make a go of it with him a bit stunned, even Baifeng was a bit stunned; you had already picked up your Knife and prepared to start fighting, so why run away now? Furthermore, this was within the sphere of influence of the Baifeng Tribe; where could you possibly run to?

It would have been better to make a proper go of it; if luck were on their side, they might have actually killed Baifeng. Even if they didn't get the good treatment they imagined in the end, at least they would have had someone to cushion their fall. Running away now wasn't just a matter of rebellion; it could also be considered desertion. Baifeng hated such people the most. If caught, he would put them through a round of torture and then kill them; in any case, he could not let them die so easily.

After a brief moment of distraction, Xiong reacted immediately and took down his bow to shoot, but was stopped by Baifeng. That troublemaker had just finished running such a long distance and surely had no strength left to run now; just let them chase him back. If he were shot dead with an Arrow, there would be no fun left.

In the dozen or so seconds while Baifeng was arranging things for Xiong, the only troublemaker who still had combat capability seized the opportunity and rushed up quickly, wanting to launch a sneak attack while Baifeng was off guard. Fortunately, the distance between the two sides had widened, otherwise Baifeng might really not have been able to dodge it.

Dodging the incoming Knife, Baifeng also felt a deep sense of danger. It seemed that no matter what kind of enemy he faced, he could not let his guard down.

Baifeng turned around and adjusted his stance. He did not know if the troublemaker opposite him was overly nervous and afraid, or if his adrenaline was surging, but his hands were trembling.

However, in the end, he was still knocked down by Baifeng with a single strike of his Knife. Then, several Leaders dragged the two injured men together and made them kneel, facing all the troublemakers squatting on the ground. Without Baifeng needing to act, Chi beheaded them both, one strike per head. This time, the blood splattered onto the troublemakers opposite.

Those troublemakers were already filled with immense regret. Had they known, they wouldn't have listened to the incitement and staged this incident together. Now their Weapons had all been confiscated; even if they resisted, they would only be waiting to be hacked. They had no desire or courage to turn their Knives against the Tribal Chief; now they only hoped the Tribal Chief would spare their lives.

Baifeng indeed did not intend to kill them again. Sometimes killing too many was counterproductive; killing a few to establish authority was enough.

Xiong also dragged the fleeing troublemaker back. After receiving a liver-exploding punch from Xiong, he was now pale and his teeth were clenched so tightly he couldn't speak.

To be honest, Baifeng no longer knew if his army could still be trusted. Was he too good to his tribesmen? If he acted like Baoxi, would it be much better? At least Baoxi didn't have to fear being hacked to death by his own subordinates.

Were the people of this era just base, needing to be properly beaten and whipped? If he was good to them, they would just think he was weak. Baifeng knew nothing of all this. It seemed that after so many years, Baifeng still hadn't figured out what was going on in the heads of these stupid primitive people. Or perhaps they were still just a group of beasts that had only just opened their intelligence, still in the beast-jungle era regarding rules and the like.

Several people held Knives, driving that group of troublemakers who no longer had Weapons, while two others carried the severed heads. The corpses were just left there; someone would come to deal with them later. Carrying the heads was meant to serve as a deterrent warning to everyone. The troublemaker who had run away was like a rotten shrimp, being supported forward by other troublemakers.

When passing by the resting place of the first group of losers, there was no one left. It seemed they still understood how to assess the situation, knowing that if they didn't leave, there would be no good fruit for them to eat when the Tribal Chief came back next time.

All the way to the finish line, no one was seen resting on the road. Except for Baifeng, everyone else thought that only these few troublemakers had caused trouble, and that everyone else had seriously finished the whole course. As for the truth, only Baifeng himself knew.

When Baifeng and the others arrived at the finish line, the others were no longer lying on the ground resting. Regardless of their posture, they had all stood in formation.

However, seeing Baifeng and the others escorting a group of people, and seeing that they no longer had any Weapons on them, everyone started to sweat. They didn't expect this group of losers to cause trouble again. The trouble they caused meant that in the end, they all had to bear the consequences of the Tribal Chief's anger.

By the time they saw the severed heads being carried, it was no longer just a matter of sweating; it was pouring like rain. The clothes that had just dried were now wet again. They didn't expect the Tribal Chief to actually kill people, and in a situation without war.

It was not strange for the Tribal Chief to kill outsiders; it would be strange if he didn't. But killing his own tribesmen had never happened since the tribe was built. The Tribal Chief had always treated every tribesman with care. Even if a tribesman committed a major mistake, it was always punishments like being locked in a dark room or whipping; he had never used a Knife. Yet in these few days, he had already killed several.

Baifeng had people throw the heads in front of the crowd and pushed all the troublemakers to the side, making them take off all their equipment and then kneel. By this time, there were already many tribesmen watching, including the families of those troublemakers.

One of the children called out "Father," and one of the troublemakers buried his head into his own thigh, and then tears began to fall incessantly. He regretted it; now it was not just a loss of face and shame, but he had also harmed his child because of his own muddled head.

Baifeng asked the onlookers to go to the office and call all the other management staff over; he had something to announce. And if the tribesmen wanted to watch, then they could watch; there was no problem at all.

After all the leadership team members arrived, Baifeng first asked them: "How do you think I treat the tribesmen, and how do you think I treat you? Are you dissatisfied with my rule? Give me a clear answer."

Even if the management didn't know what the Tribal Chief meant by this, seeing the scene on the ground, they knew the army had caused trouble again. In their hearts, they had already greeted the family of the Military Department Leader, but they still said as quickly as possible: "The Tribal Chief is the best Tribal Chief in the world. Of course, we are satisfied with the Tribal Chief's rule."

The surrounding tribesmen who were watching the excitement all shouted things like "The Tribal Chief is the best" and "The Tribal Chief is the Tribal Chief forever." This made Baifeng feel a little comforted; at least he didn't have to worry about being hacked to death here by the crowd and ending his journey through this wilderness.

"Since everyone agrees with my rule, then how should these thugs who intended to kill me to become the Tribal Chief themselves be dealt with? You tell me."

Huh???

The crowd was dumbfounded. They had thought of every possible outcome, but they never expected that someone would actually kill the Tribal Chief. This was simply unbelievable. Even if their brains had been roasted and eaten by the Cannibal Tribe, they shouldn't have been able to come up with such an idea.