I am a Primitive Man

The previous months of continuous training proved effective. Although the people were somewhat panicked when faced with danger, they didn't lose their composure and followed the training they had received before.

Han Cheng, who had been put down, couldn't see the situation over there. However, he cautioned Third Senior Brother and the others not to act recklessly.

It wasn't that he was afraid of trouble, but rather to avoid unnecessary casualties in their tribe.

The tribe appeared somewhat eerie, with about ten people of various ages gathered around the bonfire, including roughly fifty adults. Although the people from the Green Sparrow Tribe were armed and had received some training, under such circumstances, it would be extremely difficult to harm only the enemy without harming themselves.

This was one aspect. On the other hand, except for cases where there were blood feuds or significant conflicts of interest, tribes generally wouldn't engage in conflicts when they encountered each other.

No tribe wanted bloodshed and death to occur.

A relatively old person stood by the bonfire, out of Han Cheng's sight. Under these unexpected circumstances, he said some mumbling words, and suddenly, the person who had escaped but was caught back was struck heavily on the head with a stone.

The one who struck this person seemed like a leader or a shaman.

Dark red blood trickled down the head of the person who was hit, and he rolled his eyes and passed out.

This person repeated something, and the people around him picked up the unconscious person and threw him into the blazing fire.

However, there was no fanaticism in their eyes, only deep sorrow.

Especially when the person who had been knocked unconscious woke up in the fire, rolled around in agony, and let out a miserable howl, their grief became even more profound, and some even shed tears.

Someone spoke up and pointed to a place not far away, where another person curled up on the ground, trembling.

The leader-like person shook his head, pointed toward Han Cheng and the others, and said something. Afterward, about a dozen people picked up their weapons and headed toward Han Cheng's group.

"They're coming!"

The Eldest Senior Brother reported the situation to Han Cheng, the short one.

The Green Sparrow Tribe's people tensed up, preparing for battle.

Han Cheng hadn't seen the scene where the person was knocked unconscious and thrown into the fire, but they all had.

The beast-like roar the person in despair emitted was loud enough for everyone here to hear.

In such an atmosphere, facing armed people walking towards them, it would be strange if they weren't nervous and highly vigilant.

Third Senior Brother really wanted to draw his bow, but he remembered the instructions from the Divine Child and could only endure it.

The group that approached stopped about fifty meters from Han Cheng and the others. One of them, who seemed to be the leader, handed his weapon to another person beside him and spoke while gesturing, asking questions to this group of unwelcome guests.

Fifty meters away was already a safe distance, in their view. Therefore, this person dared hand over his weapon to someone else.

Another reason was that he had already seen the strange weapons held by these unexpected guests: curved wooden sticks, soft ropes, and large objects that could shield half of their bodies.

Although he hadn't seen them before, he could sense that these were not very effective weapons, not as effective as the stones and stone spears they carried, which could be thrown far.

Those long, spear-like things looked intimidating, but as long as they were not close, there would be no problem.

This tribe was bizarre, carrying such weapons and still daring to wander around, thought the primitive man asking questions.

"He asks, why have you come here."

After repeating and gesturing three times, the Eldest Senior Brother, who interacted most with outsiders, roughly understood what the man meant and translated to Han Cheng.

Indeed, although the other party's behavior didn't seem friendly, they were also not likely to engage in conflict easily.

The Eldest Senior Brother put down his rattan shield at Han Cheng's command.

"Here, come…"

The Eldest Senior Brother said, pointing to the back while indicating the direction of the smoke column.

The other side understood the Eldest Senior Brother's meaning and ran to speak to the person watching them not far from the bonfire.

At the same time, they mentioned that the Green Sparrow Tribe had few people, weak weapons, and posed little threat.

The leader-like person waited for a while and then said something before leaving to negotiate with Han Cheng and the others.

"Do they want us to leave? Is someone dead?"

Han Cheng wondered, feeling puzzled, interpreting the words translated by the Eldest Senior Brother.

The Eldest Senior Brother had already told him what had happened at the bonfire that he hadn't seen.

Wasn't the person who died the one they had knocked unconscious and burned alive?

Why did it seem like there was some sadness now?

Could it be that the deceased person wasn't a captive from elsewhere or someone who had committed a severe offense in the tribe?

These people weren't eating human flesh or conducting some ritual sacrifice, were they?

Han Cheng was very puzzled.

After thinking, he told the Eldest Senior Brother, "Ask them if they have any difficulties. If possible, we can help them."

The Eldest Senior Brother didn't understand why the Divine Child would do this. This tribe didn't seem friendly, and it was their first encounter. How could they…

Two unreliable translators conveyed Han Cheng's intention to the leader-like person.

From his reaction, it seemed that there was no misunderstanding.

After understanding Han Cheng's intention, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the underage person curled up, then shook his head with sorrow.

This matter couldn't be resolved.

Even so, he had already felt the goodwill conveyed by Han Cheng.

It let him know that they came from a benevolent tribe, not an evil one.

Because evil tribes wouldn't offer help to other tribes.

The leader-like person hesitated about something.

According to the rules passed down to them, when encountering people from other tribes, once it was confirmed that the other party was not an evil tribe, they should meet.

And then both sides had to do some things that were not describable.

They didn't know why they had to do this because it had been passed down for a long time.

If it were in the past, he would have personally invited this tribe, but today… Something terrible happened in the tribe, and he wasn't in the mood for it.

"Let them leave."

He wanted to say these words, but when it came to his lips, he swallowed them back because their tribe hadn't encountered other tribes for a long time.

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