Chapter 714: How Could Life Always Go Smoothly?

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan and Qibo looked at each other; so it turned out he had snuck out on his own. It was fortunate that no major problems had occurred upon arriving here, only a beating; if he had lost an arm or a leg, Baifeng would likely have gone insane.

Xuanyuan coughed and said, "Since you came out on your own and your father did not agree, nor have I received any relevant news, I cannot allow you to proceed directly with your work. Therefore, you should just play in our Xuanyuan Tribe and Qingqiu City for a few days. In a few days, your boat will likely be returning, so you can just head back along the way. Come back after you have obtained your father's consent, alright?"

Changle opened his mouth, but could not say a single word. Xuanyuan was doing nothing wrong; after all, if something happened to Changle on the territory of the Xuanyuan Tribe, Baifeng would have an excuse to cause trouble for the Xuanyuan Tribe. It was perfectly normal that Xuanyuan did not want to cause unnecessary trouble over this matter.

The little bit of enthusiasm that Changle had managed to muster had now vanished without a trace.

"Fine, then I will return once the injuries of my men have healed slightly; their bones are broken, so they cannot endure too much bumping."

"Hmm, that is good. Also, I will have Limu accompany you during this time to look around and play in our Xuanyuan Tribe. Limu is the strongest Soldier of our Xuanyuan Tribe; he will definitely be able to protect your safety." Xuanyuan was also very satisfied with Changle's obedient state. Since that was the case, he would just treat it as Changle coming to the Xuanyuan Tribe to play; after all, when he was in Huaxia, he had also been treated with hospitality.

Xuanyuan suddenly thought of another thing: "By the way, I will have my sons meet you as well. They are about the same age as you and should have things to talk about; Limu is a man of few words."

Afterwards, he said to that Leader: "Go find Changyi, Yigu, and Qingyang later. Tell them to come and meet our friend from Huaxia so they can interact more in the future."

Changle could only accept Xuanyuan's arrangements. He had not been able to do what he wanted this time, but if he could get to know Xuanyuan's descendants, the future successors of this tribe, that could also be considered a good thing. According to his father, not one of Xuanyuan's sons was mediocre; although there were many sons, each one was very intelligent and capable, no worse than him and his brother Yulong.

As the two smartest people of the younger generation in Huaxia, they did not have much to discuss with their peers; they spent more time competing and working with the older generation.

However, compared to someone like Xuanyuan, they were still inferior. Xuanyuan was on the same level as his father. Although Baifeng often said that if he did not have so much knowledge in his head, he would be hard-pressed to compare to Xuanyuan, Changle and his brother still felt their father was the most formidable.

Changyi was Xuanyuan's second son; the eldest son was even older than Yulong. Although it was not yet his turn to make decisions regarding the affairs of the Xuanyuan Tribe, and he did not hold an important position of power like Yulong, he still did many important things and his work was very busy. Xuanyuan believed his sons were no worse than those taught by Baifeng. Most importantly, he had many sons, and each one was equally capable; no matter how capable Baifeng's sons were, there were only two of them.

Changle was finally arranged to stay in a relatively clean and tidy room. Changle found it hard to accept for a moment; if he were in the wilderness, he could manage however, but this was a large city. Its area and population were both larger than Huaxia City, yet it was so dilapidated and simple, which still shocked him somewhat.

The Huaxia people currently stationed and staying in the Xuanyuan Tribe all rushed over to visit Changle. After seeing the injuries on Changle's face, they were all filled with anger. They could be beaten, but their Prince had actually been beaten, which was something they found hard to accept.

In the end, the Construction Team all stopped work for a day, citing physical discomfort, and the doctors also announced an indefinite suspension of receiving patients. In any case, they all used their actions to express their anger.

Xuanyuan knew this matter could not end so casually, mainly because Changle's status was too special. Thus, upon receiving the news, he decided to conduct a public execution of those people in front of everyone. The ringleader was killed on the spot, and the remaining participants were all beaten until their skin was torn and flesh mangled.

Only after this did the anger of those Huaxia people dissipate, and work continued smoothly. Changle wanted to stop it, but it was already useless; he was instead pushed forward by his own tribesmen. The good relationship that had just been established between Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe thus developed a crack.

Changyi had originally wanted to meet this praised, intelligent peer, but upon learning that he had used his status to apply pressure and wanted to punish those who hit him, he lost all favor for Changle. He directly ignored Changle and did not go to see him, acting as if he had never come.

The other sons only came to see Changle, and after a brief introduction, they left directly without lingering at Changle's residence. They were too lazy to interact much with Changle. No matter how intelligent or learned Changle was, the first impression Changle gave them was truly too poor: bullying others, being unreasonable, acting recklessly, and not listening to his father. Adding it all up, let alone being excellent, he could be called a good-for-nothing.

Changle had already sensed the emotions others held toward him. He felt that in the Xuanyuan Tribe, he was like a fly that had fallen into the water, surrounded by a group of fish, and could be bitten to death at any moment.

Yet this was not his intention. The people of Huaxia, however, acted as if they had won, becoming even more arrogant. They had their pride as Huaxia people. Having lived in the Xuanyuan Tribe for a long time, they deeply believed that the Xuanyuan Tribe was inferior to Huaxia and that the Xuanyuan Tribe had requests of Huaxia, so they placed themselves in a very high position, completely failing to consider Changle's thoughts. They thought they were the ones considering things for Changle.

Changle felt he could no longer stay in the Xuanyuan Tribe. He wanted to leave here immediately and return to Huaxia, but the moment he thought of the deck stained not only with his blood but also with the blood of the Xuanyuan Tribe's people, he felt a sense of panic. He no longer knew what he should do. He now desperately hoped his father would send people to capture him back to Huaxia, even if he had to flee back to Huaxia like a fugitive, he would accept it. Even if he had to abandon the plants on the land of the Xuanyuan Tribe, he never wanted to come to this place again.