As the fight was about to erupt, Chief Tu and Eric also managed to rush over.
To keep up with Chief Tu’s speed, Thomas was so anxious that his forehead was about to catch fire; he wished he could grow two more arms to carry both Tu and his wife like he had carried Joseph and Eric.
But with the height of the Ox-Head people being already a head taller than Thomas, he probably could only drag them along.
Being a beast cub, Eric naturally couldn’t run fast. Like Joseph, he was carried under Thomas’s armpit like a chick the whole way. Upon arrival, he struggled free as if granted amnesty, planting his two feet on the ground to regain his composure.
Being carried and shaken all the way almost gave him "wolf-sickness."
It was still more comfortable lying on Max’s back, Eric sincerely thought.
Seeing the tension in front of him stretched tight like a bowstring, Chief Tu frowned, his blue-black ox head no longer gentle and approachable. He spoke with a commanding voice:
"Stop! The Red Grass tribe does not allow fighting. You Black Wolf people have repeatedly violated the rules; do you hold the Ox-Head tribe in no regard?"
His words were already somewhat biased, causing the faces of the Black Wolf people to turn green then red. Kaluo was so angry his eyebrows stood up:
"This time, it was clearly them who started trouble first!"
In Nathan’s eyes, the chill was thick, but the corner of his lips curled up into a smile:
"What do you mean by that, Chief Tu?"
Boa glanced worriedly at Tu, but he had made up his mind, speaking in a low voice:
"The Ox-Head tribe does not want to get involved in the affairs of your Black Wolf tribe. You should also leave the Red Grass tribe quickly; I cannot help you with the matter you mentioned."
Nathan’s hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist inside his sleeve. He tried to suppress his anger, looked deeply at the group of Snow Wolf people beside him, said no more, turned, and left.
Kaluo, Sahra, and the others hurriedly followed him, both worried about Nathan and extremely hateful towards the Snow Wolf people. Kaluo glared fiercely at Kevin once before leaving.
"Thank you, Chief Tu." Thomas turned his head to express his gratitude.
Chief Tu shook his head, looking in the direction the Black Wolf people left, a flash of worry in his eyes.
Kevin, who had nearly caused the dispute, touched his blood-stained cheek, hissing:
"This Black Wolf person strikes really viciously, even tore my face."
With a smack, Thomas slapped the back of his neck hard, pointing at his face and scolding:
"You only know how to cause trouble! If we hadn’t arrived quickly, you would have definitely been beaten to death."
Covered in wounds and getting hit on top of that, Kevin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, regretting his loose tongue immensely; if he had known, he would have pretended not to hear.
Eric looked at the retreating figures, feeling a bit uncomfortable in his heart.
Although the Black Wolf people weren’t liked, this time it wasn’t their fault, yet they were driven away in front of everyone. Just now, he saw that the Young Chief’s face was green with anger...
But this time, he didn’t see that hateful Black Wolf guy who wanted to hit him.
Not thinking too much about it, he had originally intended to tell the Ox-Head tribe about the sauce recipe, but just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the commotion here.
"What’s wrong?" Max’s face suddenly came close to Eric’s, asking worriedly.
Eric was startled, thinking Max might have seen his discomfort when Thomas put him down, and complained:
"Uncle Thomas carried me all the way here; cold wind blew all over my stomach, and I was shaken until dizzy."
A hint of a smile flashed in Max’s eyes:
"Then let me carry you back."
"No need, we were in a hurry coming here, but not going back; I can walk myself." Eric hurriedly waved his hand, chasing after the people walking ahead.
...
On the Black Wolf people’s side, Nathan led Sahra and the others back to their wooden house. Several warriors waiting inside saw their bad expressions and gathered around tensely.
"Pack up, we’re leaving." Nathan said coldly.
Kaluo said hatefully:
"It’s all because of that Snow Wolf person! And the Ox-Head tribe doesn’t distinguish right from wrong; it was clearly the Snow Wolf person who started it!"
Sahra’s usually seductive voice also turned cold:
"Even chasing us away, those Ox-Head people who only know how to farm..."
"They just want to protect themselves, but mere self-protection is useless. Only by becoming strong can one have a standing." Nathan said indifferently: "If they don’t want to ally with us, then we can only rely on ourselves."
The other Black Wolf warriors understood that the Ox-Head tribe didn’t want to cooperate with them and even wanted to drive them away; their faces all became gloomy.
A Black Wolf person angrily crushed the cup in his hand:
"The trade we proposed absolutely wouldn’t let them suffer a loss; the Ox-Head tribe doesn’t know what’s good for them!"
But the die was cast; no matter how angry the Black Wolf people were, they couldn’t stay here stubbornly. Everyone sullenly packed their things.
"It’s all Galvin’s fault; letting him die so easily was too cheap for him." Sahra gritted her teeth and cursed.
If Galvin hadn’t been whispering provocations in Chief Lu’s ear every day, their Black Wolf tribe would absolutely not have been driven away by everyone like this.
Hearing this, Nathan sighed:
"My father is soft-hearted, and Galvin saved his life, so he listened to whatever idea Galvin had, not even believing his own son. Betraying the Snow Wolf people on the battlefield back then, then betraying the Golden Kingdom, now we don’t even have a place to stand."
The eyes of the Black Wolf people present all became dim; no one said a word.
The Black Wolf tribe, Moon Wolf tribe, and Snow Wolf tribe were all Wolf tribes, having been close for thousands of years. This was also the reason the Snow Wolf people trusted them initially. If not for their persuasion, the Snow Wolf people wouldn’t have resolved to join the war.
The Moon Wolf tribe was the most mysterious, with elders who knew divination. Not knowing what they divined, every tribe of the Moon Wolf clan refused the Black Wolf people who came to persuade them to join the war; from then on, the two tribes no longer interacted.
The Wolf clan disintegrated from there. The Moon Wolf tribe and Snow Wolf tribe still maintained friendly relations, only united in excluding the Black Wolf tribe.
Nathan’s voice was suppressed:
"For our tribe to survive, we must think of another way..."
"The Leopard tribe keeps sending people to suppress us; we’re about to lose our current territory too." Kaluo said worriedly.
A warrior squatting on the ground punched the earth hard, saying indignantly:
"We’re like stray dogs chased from one place to another. After spring, we’ll have to go find a new territory again."
After the Black Wolf people were expelled by the Golden Kingdom, those they had offended during their power struggle all started to make things difficult for them secretly. If they hadn’t seized a lot of spoils before, they wouldn’t have been able to survive until now.
These words were harsh, but they were the truth. Others weren’t in the mood to refute either.
After packing, Nathan didn’t linger; he led his subordinates to leave the Red Grass tribe.