Chapter 985: Let's Back Down for Now

Two Soldiers immediately retorted: "Hey, let me tell you first, Laozi has always been a person of the Suiren Clan, but now I can also be of Huaxia, because the Tribal Chief led us to join Huaxia."

Furthermore, burning bricks to build houses is the Tribal Chief's order. How much ability do you have to dare to block this matter? And houses made of pottery lumps? You haven't even seen them, what kind of things can you think of in that brain of yours?

Huaxia's houses are built harder than stone. Can you build a house using pottery lumps? You had better hurry and arrange for your people to start work, properly burn the bricks, and don't delay the construction of the Tribal Chief's house. Otherwise, do you think you can bear the responsibility?"

This Leader was also a barbarian without much of a brain. His obstruction was purely because he didn't like the people of Huaxia. Now, having been scolded by someone he mistakenly thought was one of his own from Huaxia, he had no way to retort. So, in a fit of rage, he stood up immediately, pointed at the two men's noses, his face flushed red, but he didn't know what he should say.

The person being pointed at also stepped forward a bit more without any politeness: "What's this? You still want to make a move, is that it? The Tribal Chief just called for some Leaders this morning and is probably punishing them right now. What, do you want to go along for a trip too?"

Facing such threatening language, the Workers behind the Leader also stood up one after another, gradually gathering around to cheer for their Leader. The two Soldiers were not afraid, but the Huaxia Artisan did not want to get hurt here; he felt it was unnecessary.

If the house cannot be built, that is Baoxi's loss, not his own. This is just a normal outing for work, not a task that must be completed. If it isn't completed, he won't be punished, and this is a problem among Baoxi's own people, so what does it have to do with him?

Thinking of his good life in Huaxia, the Artisan chose to back down and also persuaded the two Soldiers: "No need to make a move. If it won't work, it won't work. Let's discuss it slowly and find a way. We are all our own tribesmen."

However, the two Soldiers, as well as the other Soldiers following behind him, did not have such thoughts. Things arranged by the Tribal Chief must be done well. If they weren't their own tribesmen, they would have gone up and hacked them already. It is only because they are people of their own tribe that they can persuade them in such a "good-tempered" way.

The atmosphere between the two sides became increasingly serious, with a feeling of swords being drawn and bows being bent, only it hadn't reached the step of actually pulling out their Knives. If they really waited until the Knives were pulled out, the situation might become completely irredeemable.

The Artisan persuaded them with all his might, and finally, in the name of Baoxi, he managed to suppress the anger of his side's Soldiers. They decided to go back and tell the Tribal Chief, letting the Tribal Chief come to apply pressure. These ordinary Soldiers who were suddenly promoted had no advantage at all in front of this Leader who had worked for a long time and had a stable position.

Before leaving, he dropped a harsh threat: "You just wait. You aren't afraid of us, but are you not afraid of the Tribal Chief? Daring to block the Tribal Chief's affairs, just see what kind of end you will have."

The Leader was not afraid at all: "What kind of thing are you? Is this how the Tribal Chief lets you talk to me? For such unclear, messy matters, I really don't dare. You either let the Tribal Chief come to catch me! Didn't he punish several Leaders? I want to see if I will be the next one!"

The Artisan and the others had to go back dejectedly, but the Soldier felt a bit ashamed. Just now he had retreated, he had backed down; this was not what a Soldier should do.

On the way, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, with a strong intention to turn back and make a move. The Artisan hurriedly persuaded him: "Hey, you absolutely must not go back and make a move. Making a move has no benefits and no use. Only by successfully resolving this matter can your mission be considered qualified.

Since he doesn't recognize me, and doesn't recognize you, then let's go find the City Lord. Just send someone who can suppress him, it's such a simple matter, don't make it so troublesome."

The Soldier scratched his head in annoyance, but he had to do it this way; he had no other choice.

It was just that when they arrived at Baoxi's place, Baoxi had already finished dealing with those Leaders. Only his colleagues were there drawing foundations, Baoxi was watching from the side, and the cooks and others had already moved to a different place.

Baoxi stood with his arms crossed, and seeing these people return with bitter expressions, he was also a bit puzzled: "What's wrong? Can't the mud here be used to burn Bricks, or did you encounter some other difficulties?"

The two Soldiers were so angry they didn't know what to say. The Artisan could only explain himself: "City Lord, I am still not familiar enough with the Suiren Clan, and others don't trust me. They are all experienced and capable Artisans, so they don't listen to me.

It's not that I want to command them, but the kiln for burning Pottery in the Suiren Clan is too small and cannot burn Bricks. We need to build a bigger one, but they won't listen to me. Look, we even almost started fighting."

Baoxi looked at the somewhat spineless appearance of those Soldiers and was also very angry: "What are you people doing? Didn't I tell you to go and cooperate? Can't you even handle this little thing?"

"Tribal Chief, this, we were originally going to..."

The Artisan immediately blocked with his hand and took the responsibility upon himself: "Hey City Lord, it's not their fault. They didn't back down; it's mainly that I didn't want us to fight internally. That's not good, so I persuaded them to stop.

The problem now is that the Leader doesn't submit to me and doesn't like me, so we just need someone more powerful than him to go and manage him, and let him know what I want to do."

After hearing this, Baoxi did not pursue the responsibility of those Soldiers, but still glared at them with a look of disappointment. Then he shouted: "Go, call Huangpin over to me."

He then said to the Artisan: "You rest for a while first. I will have Huangpin take you over. If he doesn't even listen to Huangpin, I will let him know what kind of end he will have."

"Yes, okay."

With Huangpin taking action, the problem should not be big. So the Artisan also slowly sat on a wooden stump, watching his colleagues there pulling lines and drawing lines, planning the courtyard.

And there was another Artisan who took people to fell trees. He didn't encounter any problems because he brought better tools, Iron saws and axes. Which man wouldn't be happy to see those?

Plus, he knew how to talk, and immediately got along with those people from the Suiren Clan. When cutting trees, he wouldn't say much, just pick which tree was good to cut, and wouldn't talk too much about how to cut it. When a tree was about to fall, he would remind everyone to hurry and dodge, and pay attention to safety. In everyone's eyes, this was the appearance of an excellent Leader.