Chapter 717: Talent? Firewood!

Yanggou and the others received Xuanyuan's permission, only then returning to the boat to take their weapons. This back-and-forth alone wasted half a day of their time. Fortunately, they were physically robust and had undergone long-term training, which was why they hadn't collapsed from exhaustion; otherwise, they would have had no desire to take any action now.

Afterward, Yanggou took the soldiers to the room where Changle was staying. The moment Changle saw Yanggou, he felt he had some support and confidence, yet he remained somewhat lost. What should he do?

"Prince, are your injuries severe?" Yanggou stepped forward, kneeling on one knee as he looked at Changle. Changle's face still had some bruises.

Changle shook his head: "My injuries are fine; it's just that the others were hurt quite badly. This time I was truly wrong; I was too willful, which is why such a situation occurred. By the way, did my father send you to bring me back?"

Yanggou slowly stood up: "Then what are your thoughts, Prince? Do you want to go back, or stay here to work?"

Changle lay back down straight on the wooden bed, staring at the ceiling from which dust was faintly falling: "I don't know either."

Yanggou took out the letter Baifeng had given to Changle and handed it to him with both hands: "This is a letter from the King to you. He also gave a letter to Xuanyuan, meaning that this time he will go along with your wishes and let you stay here to work. We have all been sent to protect you."

Upon hearing this, Changle suddenly felt flustered, his heart beating extremely fast. He had no choice but to get up again to take the letter and read it carefully. The general meaning of the letter was that he did not want Changle to go to the Xuanyuan Tribe because the outside world was not as safe as Huaxia. He wanted to create a relatively safe environment for Changle, and only then would he follow Changle.

At the same time, it also said that while human life is indeed very short and time is pressing, venturing out rashly into a crisis-ridden environment would only make that lifespan shorter than a natural death. He also reminded Changle once more of the words he had told his two sons countless times, which no one else had heard: A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Although it was not very appropriate to place it here, it was also a very clear way of telling Changle that only Huaxia was outside this dangerous wall of the wilderness.

After Changle finished reading, Yanggou asked again: "So what are your thoughts now? If you want to stay, I will go contact the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe to hire their soldiers; you can set off to explore at any time. If you want to go back, our large ship is still at the Xuanyuan Tribe's Matou, and even if we set off now, it is possible."

Changle rubbed his throbbing head: "Let me think about it first. Tomorrow morning, I will give you an answer. You take the soldiers to rest first."

Yanggou nodded: "Very well, you rest as well."

Subsequently, Yanggou led everyone away from this dim and dilapidated room. If they hadn't known that the entire Xuanyuan Tribe was in this state, they would have really gone to find Xuanyuan to demand an explanation—could it be that when a Huaxia Prince arrives, he has to live in such a place?

Yanggou had the soldiers set up camp in the area designated by the Xuanyuan Tribe, while he took two people to the territory of the Construction Team.

By the time Yanggou found the people from the Construction Team who were still busy, the team leader, Cai, hurriedly put down the tools in his hands to come forward and welcome him. At last, a bigger backer had arrived.

However, Cai did not receive a warm greeting; instead, he was met with an angry scolding from Yanggou: "Cai! Is this how you help our Prince? Our Prince had clearly already negotiated everything, so why did you have to meddle? You think it's a great achievement to get the Prince into this current situation?"

Cai looked bewildered: "Hey, Yanggou, what do you mean? How did I wrong the Prince? The people of the Xuanyuan Tribe bullied the Prince; even if this isn't in Huaxia, can a Prince of a great nation be treated like that? I stood up for the Prince so those people would get the punishment they deserve—isn't that what I should have done? It's you who are being so aggressive the moment you arrive. What, did you eat Gunpowder? Do you think I'm afraid of you just because you have a Knife? I'm not your subordinate, and in terms of rank, I'm not lower than you!"

"As the Prince's guard, you didn't stay by his side, and now that something has happened to the Prince, you come to find trouble with me. What, can you only show off your might in front of your own people?"

Yanggou and Cai started cursing at each other, immediately attracting the attention of a crowd. Afterward, other people also hurriedly put down their work and ran over. They weren't there to watch the fun; they mainly wanted to ease the situation. They couldn't have their own people fighting after just having fought with the Xuanyuan Tribe, could they?

However, even the apprentices of the Xuanyuan Tribe were now trotting along behind their masters to get there. These people were purely there to watch the show; they couldn't interfere in Huaxia's internal affairs.

Yanggou, wearing his Leather Armor, was furious, nearly pressing his finger against Cai's forehead: "Tell me, what were you thinking? You still don't understand the situation? Are you the Prince, or is Changle the Prince? Do you think your words are more important than Prince Changle's? Who told you to make decisions for the Prince! The Prince is here to work at the Xuanyuan Tribe. With you stirring things up like this, how do you think the Prince will be able to work in the future?"

"We came this time and were given a hard time as soon as we got to the Matou. Have you thought about how many Huaxia ships will come to the Xuanyuan Tribe in the future? The King finally reached an alliance with the Xuanyuan Tribe, and our cooperation has just begun, yet you want to ruin it, right? What, you don't like the Xuanyuan Tribe because it's a poor place and you don't want to stay? Then go apply to build a New City in the wilderness!"

Cai felt he was not wrong: "The Prince was beaten, shouldn't you stand up for him? We couldn't just take people and fight our way over, could we? In the end, it's still you who are incompetent. Why did you only arrive now?"

"Fine, fine, fine, still being stubborn, are you? Who gave you the authority to go on strike as you pleased? Violating the contract—will the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe trust Huaxia in the future? Do you know how much of an impact your actions will cause? Not to mention that, although the Prince hasn't participated in Government Affairs that much, his initial handling of the matter was not a problem. How they are punished is the Xuanyuan Tribe's business; as long as they are punished, that's enough."

"If you felt it wasn't enough, then demand compensation. But you—did you get the Prince's consent to go on strike? You had to meddle; do others know if this was your idea or the Prince's order? In the end, doesn't the Prince have to bear everything?"

"Prince Changle may be smart, but he is still a child! How old is he this year? Twelve! When you were the Prince's age, could you even wipe your own nose clean?"

"You took the good reputation for standing up for the Prince, and now you're dumping this mess and bad reputation onto the Prince, right? You really have a clever plan!"

"You're even named Cai (Firewood); I think you should just change your name to Chai (Firewood)! Besides starting fires and making smoke, what else can you do? Just because of you, this piece of firewood, the Prince has been put on the fire to be roasted!"