Chapter 924: The Long-Unseen Baoxi

The Suiren Clan has been quiet for a long time, or rather, the Suiren Clan has now become very peaceful and stable. Under the leadership of Baoxi and Huangpin, the Suiren Clan is gradually developing in a good direction, with a strong momentum to recreate the past glory of the Suiren Clan.

However, they have somewhat neglected the changes in the outside world. They still live a life of fishing, hunting, and gathering. The only change is that there are more houses in the tribe; houses made of rammed earth with round walls and wooden roofs have been established in the Suiren Clan.

At first, their roofs were all flat. Later, they discovered that such flat roofs, besides being simple to make, had no benefits at all. First, the space in the house was small, and second, the drainage was poor. No matter how much thatch or pine needles you piled on top, it would still leak once the rain got a little heavy.

Another thing was that in winter, it was extremely easy for snow to accumulate. The snow would pile up on the roof and wouldn't fall off at all; it might even collapse the roof. After several accidents, Huangpin transformed them into pointed roofs. In this way, all problems were solved.

Although Baoxi was satisfied with everything regarding the development of his tribe, that battle with Huaxia back then had always been an unshakable shadow in his heart. Although Huaxia came to trade with them every year, the volume of trade was not large.

Instead, he could feel from the clothing and state of the Huaxia people that Huaxia was becoming more and more powerful. In order to figure out what kind of situation Huaxia was in now, and also to fulfill his idea of stepping into Huaxia City to find out the truth, he decided to go on a diplomatic mission to Huaxia, to go to Huaxia and see for himself.

Baoxi's decision could be said to have given Huangpin a big fright: "Tribal Chief, isn't this too dangerous? After all, we had a great battle with Huaxia before. Now Huaxia trades with us, it is nothing more than wanting to take away things they want but don't have. But if you go, what if?"

Baoxi waved his hand very indifferently: "Huangpin, it's fine. My age is old enough now, and I have lived long enough. You just stay in the tribe and handle these affairs. If I don't come back, let my third son succeed me and control the tribe; he is the person I am most satisfied with."

"As for Baifeng, I think they still have some integrity. After all, I am the Tribal Chief of the Suiren Clan, and my ancestors were the Suiren Clan. No matter what, he should not kill me on his territory. What's more, I am not going to attack Huaxia, but to be a guest."

"I haven't seen Baifeng for many years. I really want to see how old Baifeng is now. I'm afraid he can barely walk by now, right? I haven't seen those envoys of his for a long time; I'm afraid they are long dead."

"Although I lost to Baifeng in the war, I am younger than him, and I will definitely be able to live longer than him."

Huangpin was at a loss because of the Tribal Chief's strange idea, but he really couldn't dissuade him, so he could only accept this arrangement. This could also be considered a good thing; the Tribal Chief was willing to entrust a tribe and the arrangement of the tribal successor to him, which was his trust. A few years ago, such a thing would have been impossible to happen.

Because he was going as a guest, Baoxi also brought gifts. The best gift was to hunt a large enough prey and bring it over; only in this way could he show his friendly attitude.

The road from the Suiren Clan to Huaxia had already been traveled countless times. Everyone knew clearly where it was easy to walk and where there was water. Some of the fierce beasts on the road had already been killed many times, so this road was still very safe.

Baifeng did not know that Baoxi was coming. He beat the Drum to send off Xiong, and the price was that his arm ached for two days, so he simply let Yulong come over to pound his arm for him.

Baifeng said while enjoying it: "Yulong, you have to learn from what I do. This is the best way to win people's hearts and boost morale. Of course, if possible, going to the battlefield in person is the best."

Then he sighed with his eyes closed: "Xuanyuan is no younger than me. He is actually still so strong and energetic, and can still go to the battlefield in person. If it were ten years ago, I would also be a one-in-a-million God of War. Give me a set of Iron Armor and a Changdao, and I could cut through the enemy formation. Unfortunately, age is unforgiving."

Yulong naturally would not doubt the authenticity of what his father said. A person who had the ability to build such a powerful country did not need to lie for a little vanity. Moreover, in his heart, his father was always so brave, able to carry him and his younger brother on his shoulders to walk.

"Father, you are still young and still robust."

Baifeng smiled: "I like to hear you say that, but I can still feel what the reality is like myself. Why don't you go beat the Drum for such big battles in the future when we go on an expedition?"

The speed of Yulong's hand pounding the arm did not change at all: "Father, you still have to persist in this task. After all, you are the King of Huaxia. Can it be the same if you beat it or I beat it? If I beat it, it will make it seem like you don't value them, which will affect morale."

"You are quite good at being lazy. I think your body is probably not as good as mine now. You grew such a big frame in vain. If it weren't for the fact that you have too many things to do and are too busy now, I would definitely throw you into the military camp to practice well."

Yulong behind him felt a little embarrassed: "Let's forget about that, Father. I will still exercise, so there is no need to enter the military camp."

"However, I see that among us Kings and Tribal Chiefs, only you and Xuanyuan are like a Soldier, perhaps Chiyou is too; I don't know what the others are like. Baoxi and the Suiren Clan feel like there hasn't been any news for a long time. Father, you say, what should be done with this Suiren Clan in the end? Should we and the Xuanyuan Tribe divide it up?"

"Divide up the Suiren Clan? What a big topic... Sigh..." Baifeng stood up, signaling that Yulong didn't need to pound anymore.

"The Suiren Clan is an extremely delicious piece of meat, but it is really hard to make a move. It should serve to restrict us and the Xuanyuan Tribe, but they are developing too slowly. Compared with our two tribes, the Suiren Clan no longer has any advantages. Even if either tribe sends troops, they could wipe it out."

"When my planning for the west is not yet completed, to be honest, I really don't want the Suiren Clan to have any changes. I even want to teach them well how to farm and how to develop."

"If it doesn't develop, it won't be able to restrict the Xuanyuan Tribe. After this great battle of the Shennong Clan ends, I feel that the Suiren Clan will be the next one. As for who will divide it up and how to divide it up, it's really hard to say."