I'm involved in poverty alleviation in a primitive tribe.

Soon, a new message spread throughout Jiang's department.

The entrance to the trading area has always been the busiest place for people from the Jiang tribe, a place teeming with activity and lively chatter.

Tribes from all directions gathered here with all sorts of goods, hoping to trade in the Jiang tribe's trading area and obtain the items they needed.

The tense relationship between the Jiang tribe and the Tao tribe did not seem to have much impact on the merchants who traveled between the various tribes to trade.

As usual, they traveled between tribes carrying goods, earning the price difference.

Merchants were not concerned with the conflicts between tribes; they only cared about whether their businesses could proceed smoothly and whether they could make enough profit.

Besides, they were just making a deal; they didn't side with either side. If the Tao tribe and the Jiang tribe really started fighting, there was still the Yu tribe here. They could still run away when the time came.

However, the Tao tribe's affairs still had some impact on the Jiang tribe. Some small tribes, fearing trouble, chose to temporarily avoid the Jiang tribe's trading area and trade elsewhere, resulting in a decrease in customer traffic in the trading area and a quieter market.

People who come to Jiangbu with goods from afar will first exchange their goods for a unified clam coin at the entrance to facilitate buying and selling within the trading area, in order to ensure a smooth transaction.

If you are not satisfied with the exchange rate offered by Jiangbu, you can carry your bags and go directly to the trading area to find buyers who are willing to trade with you directly.

Bartering alone is unlikely to satisfy the needs of both parties simultaneously.

After the transaction is completed, they will sort and organize the goods here, and then use waterproof animal hides or similar materials to firmly bind the goods together.

Finally, securely fasten the packed goods to the battle pet to ensure that the goods will not fall off or be damaged during the journey.

Today was just another ordinary day. Hua Rong, from the Black Scale Tribe, stood beside her people, intently watching them pack their goods.

The Blackscale Tribe has developed rapidly in recent years and has now successfully advanced to a new medium-sized tribe. Many level-six warriors have emerged in the tribe, and the tribe's strength has also increased significantly.

Hua Rong is getting old, and even if she were given enough spiritual items now, it would be difficult for her to make any further breakthroughs. So she simply gave the opportunity to the younger generation.

As it happened, she had some connection with Jiang Wu, so she took on the job of the trading team, personally leading the team and frequently traveling between the Jiang tribe and the Black Scale tribe.

Seeing that the tidying up was almost complete, Hua Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

The Black Scale Tribe has its own shop in the Jiang Tribe trading area, where people regularly buy all sorts of items. Basically, every time she comes here, she loads up her goods and leaves. Even after she leaves, she doesn't worry about missing out on any treasures.

"Ok?"

Hua Rong looked in the other direction of the trading area gate. Her hearing was excellent, not to mention that this person had an extremely loud voice, making it difficult for her not to notice him.

Curious, she turned her head and looked through the bustling crowd. She saw a burly man with a full beard standing not far away, waving his arms and arguing loudly with someone.

The people around him seemed stunned by his loud voice, and they all cast curious glances at him.

Thinking of the snippets of conversation she had just overheard, Hua Rong frowned slightly. She gestured for her people to wait a moment, then walked over to find out what had happened.

Hua Rong leaned closer and saw that the man was extremely agitated, roaring, "Why would I lie to you? Jiang Wu really was captured by the Tao tribe!"

His voice was as loud as a bell, resounding throughout the surroundings and drawing the attention of everyone around him.

Naturally, some people didn't believe it: "How is that possible? If they could arrest people, they would have done so long ago. Why wait until today?"

Others chimed in, "Hmph! That's the Tao tribe! Even if Jiang Wu can hide, can he hide forever?"

"Where did you get this information from? How come no one else knows about this?" Someone frowned, their words full of skepticism.

The burly man sneered, "Your tribe is weak and poorly informed, so you think everyone is like you?"

Enraged by such blatant mockery, the man stepped forward and roared, "You!"

The bone knife hanging at his waist was swung out in an instant, and the surrounding crowd took a few steps back, making way for an open space.

The burly man sidestepped the attack with ease, and sneered, "What do you mean, 'you'? You dare to fight me with such little skill?"

His weapon was a stone hammer. Because it was so big, he always held it in his hand. The stone hammer looked clumsy and heavy, but in his hand it seemed to have a life of its own, exuding an undeniable sense of power.

The burly man's eyes widened, and he let out a roar. His arms were bulging with muscles and veins, and he gripped the incredibly heavy stone hammer tightly. Then, with all his strength, he swung it violently!

Hua Rong heard a loud clang as the stone hammer slammed down on the bone knife in the man's hand, as if Mount Tai were pressing down on it.

How could the poor bone knife withstand such a huge impact? It was instantly and heavily knocked away by the big man's stone hammer.

The person holding the bone knife also suffered a tremendous recoil, his body swaying involuntarily, his steps faltering, like a candle flickering in the wind, possibly falling to the ground at any moment.

However, the big man gave him no chance to catch his breath.

Taking advantage of his opponent's unsteady footing, the big man dashed forward with lightning speed, as fast as lightning streaking across the night sky.

In the blink of an eye, he was standing in front of the other person.

At this moment, the burly man seemed possessed by a war god, exuding an awe-inspiring presence. He held the stone hammer high with both hands, as if he were about to mercilessly smash it down and utterly crush the person in front of him.

Faced with such terrifying power, the man's face showed extreme fear and despair.

His eyes widened, his mouth gaped open, and he tried to shout, but found his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a sound.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his legs trembled uncontrollably like a sieve...

Just then, a clear voice rang out beside him, sounding like heavenly music to his ears, which made him tremble.

"stop!"

Mao led a group of soldiers and rushed to the scene in a menacing manner.

His sharp gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling on the burly man holding the stone hammer.

Upon hearing this rebuke, the burly man abruptly stopped in mid-air with the stone hammer he was holding high, as if he had been frozen in place, unable to move an inch.

Meanwhile, the man standing opposite the burly man looked like a drowning person grasping at a last straw, his face instantly showing a look of relief and dependence.