These are strong warriors in the tribe. Because of their strong combat power and ability to do a good job, they are given preferential treatment over others even if they mine. Yun Ye never expected that they would be so perfunctory.

Just as he was about to leave in disappointment, Ah Hu, who helped to count the fur, came back.

"Master!" he called Yunye to a halt.

Yun Ye smiled habitually and asked him gently, "What's wrong? Mingshan didn't make things difficult for you."

Ah Hu's eyes were red, and he said, "Master, did we really make a mistake that day?"

"No." Yun Ye said affirmatively: "I thought I had made it clear, why do you still ask that?"

"Because they all said that I was wrong... I was almost convinced..." Ah Hu said aggrievedly, "Master, what should I do?"

Ah Hu has a social circle belonging to their young people, Yun Ye said sadly, "I don't know either."

After all, Yunye and Ah Hu did not receive any substantial punishment. If they didn't care, then the matter would have passed long ago.

But the hurt of the human heart is just as painful.

Things seemed to be in a dead end, and Yunye was unwilling to do so, so he went to more people to ask if there was any movement in the past two nights. The answer is all no.

Frustrated.

The noon sun shines on me, but can't feel the warmth. Yunye stood in the wind, looked at the busy crowd in Shiobei from a distance, and laughed at himself.

That's it, he's already struggled.

He turned around, and suddenly saw a familiar young guard looking at him with a worried expression on his face.

"Lord Yunye...I have something to tell you..."

The transaction has come to an end, and the busy Shimobu has also been idle.

Mingshan is confidently inspecting his tribe's stall, and seeing the "bumper harvest" scene, he is very satisfied.

The shelf life of jerky is about half a year, so there is no need to worry about the food this winter.

Someone came to report: "Lord Mingshan! The two hundred furs just now have been replaced, and the jerky of the Xingyue tribe has been counted. Their people are coming to thank you."

Mingshan's brows stretched out: "Let them come and treat them well!"

This was a big deal, and Mingshan was very satisfied, and the faint jealousy he had felt before was diluted by the joy of getting the jerky.

At this time, the crowd gathered in Yanbu, and Rong Yue and Tian Yang strode forward. They were so beautiful that no one ignored them wherever they passed.

"The leader of Mingshan." This time Tianyang was in front, greeting each other with the etiquette between leaders.

Tianyang said: "You have done us a big favor, and we also have gifts that we want to give you."

"Oh?" Mingshan laughed: "What is it, I'm really curious!"

Tianyang said: "You may not know that the power of the heavenly hearing of the moon sacrifice is very powerful, and has made countless effective prophecies for our tribe, which has enabled our tribe to develop so well in a short period of time."

Rong Yue laughed along, Tian Yang continued, reciting his lines, and said, "This time he has a hunch that something will happen to your tribe, so he wants to give you a chance to hear it."

Mingshan's face turned green and white, and he didn't know whether to thank him or scold him.

Is this true, or is it cursing them! ?

But the Xingyue Tribe... made such a scale in such a short period of time, and that month sacrifice often leads the leader to make decisions. What if it is true?

"It's just," Tian Yang changed the topic: "Tian Ting of the Moon Sacrifice has special requirements for the form, and these are the will of God."

"What kind of special law?" Mingshan asked.

Rong Yue: "I feel that some of you will bring disaster to the tribe, and some of you can't bear the luck of the tribe."

The words are very strange, Mingshan can't understand it very well, but he can understand the general meaning.

It just sounds...why is it so weird? As if with some purpose.

He suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look to the side - Yun Ye looked indifferent, standing in the crowd on his side, his eyes no longer admiring and attached to him.

Mingshan panicked, as if something was out of his control.

What Rong Yue said caused an uproar among the residents of Yanbu. They were very curious and whispered to guess which was the disaster star of their tribe, while looking at the leader expectantly.

Mingshan knew that it would be difficult for him to ride a tiger, so he had to agree.

The Xingyue tribe is "diplomatic" in a high-sounding manner, with good intentions in the words. As a more powerful tribe in the eyes of others, he should show enough tolerance and enthusiastically accept the "gift" of the other party.

Mingshan felt extremely uncomfortable. He was not a dull person, and of course he knew that he was caught.

Is this what Yuno did? Why suddenly collude with outsiders? What is he going to do?

...why don't you admire yourself anymore?

After a long silence, in the eyes of everyone's curiosity, Mingshan finally controlled his emotions and agreed: "Okay."

Like flipping a switch, countless people watching the fun began to build a simple divination table for the moon worship.

A clean table, a round stone plate, a line in the center of the stone plate, gray on the left and red on the right—a handful of freshly-burned plant ashes were sprinkled in.

If there is no dust-removing brat, this step will be omitted, Rong Yue said that it is not important.

While preparing in a mess here, Mingshan walked to Yunye's side, lowered his voice and asked, "Is it the one you called? What are you going to do?"

Yun Ye kept his face calm and said nothing.

Mingshan was so angry that he almost couldn't control his voice: "You weren't like this before!"

This sentence ignited Yun Ye's anger——

"You always knew I liked you, and you were taking advantage of me! Treat me like a fool!"

"...No, no," Mingshan's mouth was dry, but he didn't know how to explain: "I didn't know you liked me!"

Yun Ye smiled miserably: "You lied to me at this time, why are you so cruel? I heard what you and Bao Xing said that day!"

Mingshan panicked for a moment, and said habitually: "What?"