The whole world is waiting for the host to overturn

Chapter 428 The Beast World Is King (35)

Ji Rong smiled lightly, revealing a just right smile: "I really don't know, I wonder if the messenger can tell me what I need to prepare?"

The messenger glanced at Ji Rong arrogantly, and waved his hand: "Three hundred catties of meat, two hundred catties of vegetarian food, and one hundred pieces of various utensils and furs..."

The smile on Ji Rong's face gradually faded, and after the man finished speaking, she continued to ask: "Then may I ask the messenger, why do we give these tributes to the Beast Temple?"

The messenger was taken aback by the question.

For so many years, all the orc tribes have to give tribute to the Beast Temple, and now someone asks why?

The messenger couldn't answer for a while, but just lowered his face and said, "Are you questioning the Beast Temple?"

Ji Rong smiled: "My envoy, don't be angry, I don't mean that. It's just that our tribe has had a hard time this year. First, we don't have enough things. Second, we don't know why we pay tribute every year. I'm really puzzled."

After a pause, Ji Rong said again: "Furthermore, you asked for something when you came here, but you never showed anything from the Beast Temple to prove your identity. Sorry, we dare not confirm that you are the messengers."

The envoy's identity was suspected, so he raised his hand in anger: "Presumptuous, can you doubt the envoy of my beast temple?"

Before the slap came down, Bao Lie raised his hand to block it.

The man pumped hard, but didn't pull his wrist out.

Ji Rong gave Bao Lie a wink, and then Bao Lie let go.

The envoy probably felt that he could not get a bargain, so he patted the coarse cloth clothes on his body and said triumphantly: "See? Except for the people from the Beast Temple, who can wear this clothes? Who can use pottery?"

Ji Rong followed the man's line of sight and looked back. His eyes lit up when he saw a large clay pot among the things of the people behind him.

The messenger thought he was showing off his success, so he proudly said: "Now you know? Only if you pay tribute every year, our beast temple will bless you with peace every year. If you dare to disrespect the beast temple and its body, hmph..."

Ji Rong felt a little funny, but didn't say much.

She calculated that there were seven people coming from the Beast Temple this time, the one in front seemed powerless, and the six in the back should be good hands.

But there are so many warriors, if you can't deal with these six people, then don't mess around here.

Seeing that Ji Rong stopped talking, the messenger said contemptuously again: "Why? Give us good wine and tea without entertaining us?"

Ji Rong raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Dare to ask the messenger, what are wine and tea?"

The envoy was stopped by these words, he simply gave Ji Rong a look, and went back to talk to his entourage.

Ji Rong kept a certain distance from them, and asked the old patriarch, "How long do they usually stay?"

The old patriarch said with a worried face: "About three days."

Ji Rong nodded, called Ji Lin to his side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Ji Lin was puzzled at first, then nodded with a smile, and finally ran away without a trace under the gaze of everyone.

The envoys brought their own food, presumably knowing that the orc tribe here could not entertain them.

From a distance, Ji Rong saw them take out the bread and some prepared side dishes from the bag.One of the attendants even took out a jug of wine and handed it to the front emissary.

Looking at their actions, Ji Rong thought that there was a big difference between the beast temple and the beast tribe.

On the one hand, there are delicious and delicious food, but on the other hand, they don't even know how to plant.

(End of this chapter)