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

He quickly stepped forward, his voice filled with urgency and grievance: "Captain Mao! Captain Mao! This man made a move in the trading area! He doesn't respect Commander Jiang at all! This is outrageous! You must deal with him properly!"

Most of the tribespeople are short-tempered, and they can easily start a heated argument or even a fight after just a few words. There are often disturbances in the trading area, and that's how many people know Mao.

Mao did not deal with the big man as the man had expected. He waved his hand and ordered the soldiers behind him, "Take them all away."

Upon hearing this, the man panicked instantly. He knew perfectly well what punishment Jiang would give him. He only dared to cause trouble in the trading area because Jiang's level six warriors were not currently in the Jiang territory.

The man retreated repeatedly, shouting anxiously, "Captain Mao! What are you doing? Why are you arresting me? I haven't done anything wrong!"

Mao snorted coldly, pointing at the bone knife that had been knocked away earlier, and demanded, "Why are you being arrested? What is this thing? Can you explain it to me?"

The man was speechless, but Mao wouldn't let him stand there in a daze. The Jiang soldiers behind him stepped forward instantly and took the two away. The onlookers couldn't help but step back, afraid of being implicated.

The burly man was caught, and the stone hammer in his hand was also taken away by the Jiang tribesmen.

Unlike the bone-knife warrior, he wasn't cowardly. The stone-hammer warrior roared, "Let me go! Your shamans have all been captured! What are you still doing, acting so arrogantly in front of your father?"

That person was a level six warrior, while on the other hand, the highest-ranking warriors present from Jiang's side were only level four or five. The difference in strength between the two sides was obvious.

The stone hammer warrior easily broke free of his restraints and reclaimed his weapon: "Damn it! Get out of my way! How dare you lay a hand on me! Do you still think you're the old Chief Jiang?"

He suddenly swung the stone hammer, creating a gust of wind that caused everyone around to scatter.

Fortunately, this was still Jiang's territory. As the saying goes, "Many ants can kill an elephant." With the combined efforts of many Jiang warriors, they quickly subdued the stone hammer warrior.

When the Red Fox Witch, who was on duty in the trading area that day, noticed the commotion and took action, the Stone Hammer Warrior was powerless to resist.

Mao left with his men, but the discussions here didn't stop.

Someone lurking in the shadows said maliciously, "It seems the Jiang tribe is truly doomed. Such a large tribe doesn't even have a single level six warrior, and they have to have their shaman personally intervene for such a small matter..."

Naturally, some people on good terms with the Jiang tribe defended them, saying, "What do you know! All of the Jiang tribe's level six warriors have been sent to the central region! Otherwise, would they have the chance to act so arrogantly here? If the Rock King roars, they'll immediately wet their pants in fear!"

"Why would the Rock King need to personally intervene? Even the Nine Poison Vine wouldn't dare to provoke them..."

Someone, lurking in the crowd with malicious intent, said, "The Jiang tribe not only lacks level six warriors, but their king beasts and wild beasts are also nowhere to be found..."

There couldn't be a better time.

Hua Rong, who was watching from the sidelines, frowned. They had chosen to stand on the side of the Jiang tribe despite the threat from the Tao tribe, and they would not easily change their stance now.

However, if there are too many such comments, it will inevitably affect the Jiang tribe's trading area. Their Black Scale tribe started out by trading, so naturally they don't want the Jiang tribe's trading area to decline.

With this trading area, not only can it save their tribe a lot of trouble, but the various goods produced by the Jiang tribe are also in high demand among the surrounding tribes. If the Jiang tribe is gone, their tribe's income will immediately shrink significantly, and the development of the entire tribe will be seriously affected.

Others brought up something else: "Have you noticed? Lately, the Jiang people have been buying up large quantities of dried meat and all sorts of food. That's really strange. You know, the Jiang people never lack food. How could this be? Could it be..."

Before the words were even finished, someone immediately chimed in, "In my opinion, they're definitely planning to escape! They're so anxious they can't even wait for their plantations to mature! Otherwise, why would they be so eager to hoard food?"

“That’s right! That’s the Tao tribe! Jiang Wu was captured by them, how could she possibly come back alive?” someone said, feigning fear.

Another person chimed in, "Maybe Jiang Wu is already dead, otherwise why would they be thinking of running away?" As he spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head, a look of regret on his face.

Seeing that everyone's words were getting increasingly absurd, Hua Rong couldn't help but step forward: "Enough! Putting aside whether that news is accurate or not, even if it is true, the Jiang Department is not something you can fight against!"

Hua Rong is only a level 5 warrior, but this place is full of experts, including level 6 and even level 7 warriors.

Immediately, someone sarcastically remarked, "Oh! Who do we have here? It's the Black Scale Tribe. What's wrong? Just because you've latched onto the Jiang Tribe and transformed yourself into a so-called 'Middle Tribe,' you naively think you're qualified to talk to me? You should know that there's a huge difference between Middle Tribes!"

Hua Rong's face darkened. She glared at the person who had spoken and said coldly, "Hmph! I wondered who was talking nonsense here. It turns out to be the Otter Tribe! I heard that the team your tribe sent out was attacked by a ferocious beast on their way back, and none of them survived. After such a tragic experience, I don't know where you got the courage to show up here again?"

The truth about that incident was something both of them knew without tacitly agreeing.

But at this moment, no one has exposed it.

The otter tribesman feigned composure and burst into laughter: "It's just a hunting party. The Black Scale tribe wouldn't be that short of manpower, would they? If they really are, they should ask your master, the Jiang tribe, for help. They're in a hurry to escape, so of course, the fewer people they have, the faster they can run... Hahaha... Hahaha..."

Hua Rong laughed too: "Yes, of course our tribe is short of people. Every member of our tribe is precious to us, unlike you, who don't even dare to avenge the deaths of your tribesmen!"

The otter tribesmen were so angry at Hua Rong's words that their faces turned ashen, but they couldn't find any words to refute her.

They only sent one hunting team this time, specifically to trade. Although the Jiang tribe doesn't get along with them, they can still use the good stuff in the trading area.

Although the team has no shortage of level six warriors, their numbers are few, and if a real fight breaks out, they will definitely not be a match for Jiang's troops.

Hua Rong glanced around at the surrounding tribespeople. Some of them were on good terms with the Jiang tribe, while others were only there for some kind of benefit.

In the past, there was a harmonious situation where everyone was happy, but now, under the current circumstances, there are very few people who speak up for Jiang.

Could Jiang Wu really be...?