Chapter 89: The Plan Succeeds

At this moment, Baoxi proposed his own plan: to bring along a few other elders who were ignorant of the truth and were old and incompetent, and together pretend to go and discuss matters with Qi, and finally, the two of them would join forces to ambush Qi and assassinate him in his room.

Changhe, however, did not quite approve of this; their Bronze Swords or Copper Axes were truly unsuitable for an ambush, after all, the moment you touched a weapon, the other person would know what you were up to, and Qi also possessed a very thick piece of Rhinoceros Leather Armor that their Bronze Swords might not be able to pierce.

Therefore, Changhe's idea was a night raid; Qi was arrogant and conceited, and relaxed at night, so their chances of success at night would be much higher. He talked on and on, even arranging the attack positions and timing for Baoxi, without noticing the look of disdain on Baoxi's face in the slightest.

Baoxi took out his Iron Dagger, cut a piece from the cowhide clothing of a Soldier nearby, folded it into three layers, placed it on the meat he was currently eating, and then thrust down with force; the three thick layers of cowhide could not stop it, and the dagger plunged deep into the meat.

Changhe's nonsense stopped; he was first shocked by the sharpness of this Small Knife, and then, without any attempt to hide it, his eyes filled with envy and greed, wanting to immediately make this knife his own; one had to know that if it were a Bronze Dagger, whether it could pierce three layers of cowhide under such force was one thing, but the dagger would certainly bend.

However, he still suppressed his greed; after all, the two of them were currently of equal status, and he needed Baoxi as an ally to help him obtain the position of Tribal Chief; once he became the Tribal Chief, wouldn't everything be his anyway?

"I traded this knife from a large tribe called the Baifeng Tribe during the Full Moon Gathering last year; not only do they have many of these things called Iron Knives, but they also have a type of bow with immense power, yet they are unwilling to trade them."

Baoxi was very willing to let others know of the existence of the Baifeng Tribe, to let everyone know that the Baifeng Tribe possessed these precious items, so that it would attract others to attack them; this way, he could have one less strong competitor, or at the very least, weaken the strength of the Baifeng Tribe. After all, from that brief contact, he had discovered that Baifeng was likely the same type of person as him.

"Their tribe is extremely wealthy, everyone has enough to eat and wear, and it is only twenty days' journey from here; in the future, no matter who among us Suiren becomes the Tribal Chief, we must build a good relationship with them and trade our grain, furs, and beauties for their Iron Knives."

It seemed as though what Baoxi was saying was brainless, but it was actually harboring malicious intent; Changhe listened from the side while imagining the wealth of the Baifeng Tribe, thinking that in the future he must plunder this so-called Baifeng Tribe; trade with grain and beauties? Only a coward and a weakling like Baoxi could think of that, but he still said, "Definitely, definitely."

Now the most important thing was how to assassinate Qi; although this Iron Knife was relatively small and inconspicuous, if Qi knew that Baoxi possessed such a knife, he might have precautions, and besides, what excuse should they use to go and find Qi?

Baoxi told him to rest assured; although he had more than one such dagger, he would certainly not speak of it to outsiders, only telling Changhe that he had only traded for this one, and that he had hidden it without telling the old Tribal Chief, let alone Qi, otherwise how could such a good thing still remain in his hands?

As for the excuse, wasn't the Baifeng Tribe the most suitable one? His own father was relatively peaceful and did not like to attack other tribes, but Qi was different, warlike and fanatical; if he were told there was such a wealthy tribe, would he not be tempted?

At that time, they could use the excuse of presenting the precious dagger as a gift to bring it out openly, and when the dagger was right in front of him, they would strike instantly; he did not believe Qi could block it.

Changhe also felt this plan was very feasible, so he went to contact the other elders, only saying that he wanted to discuss attacking the Baifeng Tribe with Qi; those old men, upon hearing this, had no suspicions at all and naturally gathered together, ready to go with Changhe to find Qi.

Changhe felt it would be safer to bring another weapon, so he hid a Dajian inside his thick Sheepskin Collar, just as a final insurance.

While they were talking, the eight people crowded their way to the entrance of the cave where He lived; the Soldiers guarding nearby saw it was Baoxi and the few old men and did not pay any attention at all, and they did not see any weapons in their hands.

When they entered the cave, Qi was holding two beauties, lying sprawled on a wooden bed, chewing on what was a very small but exceptionally delicious type of bird meat.

If Baifeng were to see this situation, he would definitely call him a foolish ruler, but cursing aside, if he were to brew Wine, he would definitely trade it to him very generously, letting him indulge in Alcohol all day long; it would be best if he could drink himself to death.

Qi saw the group enter and originally wanted to use his greasy hands to grab the Sword at his side, but seeing it was only a few old men, he very relaxedly continued to enjoy his food and beauties.

He tilted his head and said with his mouth full of food, indistinctly: "What are you old things doing here? Asking me to send you a few beauties?"

Even though they knew Qi had a foul temper, this group of people were used to having their way in their own tribe, and they had some say in the entire tribe when the previous Suiren was still alive; they had not expected to be insulted like this by Qi, and just as they were about to flare up, they were stopped by Changhe and Baoxi.

Baoxi acted as the peacemaker: "Everyone, don't be impatient; and brother, these people are our elders after all, you should also speak a little more kindly."

Unexpectedly, Qi did not appreciate it: "Baoxi, although you are not an old thing, you are a useless piece of trash; as the son of Suiren, if you don't even have the ability to kill a wolf alone, then go to the wilderness and wait for death with that bunch of losers."

Baoxi's expression also turned ugly; he was only thirteen years old now, his physique had not fully grown, and in Qi's eyes, he was indeed a piece of trash, but Baoxi felt that his body would continue to grow, whereas Qi's brain would not; however, he did not talk back, but instead very submissively lowered his head to accept his brother's insults.

Seeing that these people dared not offer any resistance even after being insulted by him, Qi looked down on them even more and simply closed his eyes, not even looking at them directly: "Speak, what business could you bunch of losers have with me? If it's not something important, watch out, or I'll hack you to death and feed you to the wolves."

This time, Changhe walked forward a bit: "Tribal Chief, we have discovered a very wealthy tribe, but their military power is not strong and they have few Soldiers; we traded for some very special treasures from them, especially a knife that is not only sharp but also very hard, not something a Bronze Knife can compare to; we have come to present this knife to you."

Although the current Tribal Chief of the Suiren had not yet been truly decided, Changhe's use of the title "Tribal Chief" was very pleasing to Qi, especially when he heard there were treasures to be presented to him, he immediately perked up.