I am a Primitive Man

It's not that Han Cheng refused to hug the chief of the Fire Tribe, but there was an unspeakable reason behind it.

His height was still his Achilles' heel. Faced with the Fire Tribe chief, who was a head taller, the kind of hug used to express affection had to be done in a manner reminiscent of a helpless little bird.

Thinking of that scene, Han Cheng felt a headache coming on.

Moreover, the Fire Tribe chief maintained the typical style of primitive people, not bathing much.

Dirty all over, Han Cheng even saw a pair of fleas crawling out from deep within the Fire Tribe chief's hair, achieving a feat in front of everyone's eyes...

At this moment, hugging him was difficult for Han Cheng.

A handshake would be better.

Indeed, influenced by Han Cheng's solemn expression and seemingly serious demeanor, the Fire Tribe chief was quickly led off track by Han Cheng.

No longer thinking about hugging Han Cheng, the Fire Tribe chief followed Han Cheng's movements with some stiffness and clumsiness, using this strange, never-before-seen, odd, but seemingly more advanced handshake.

With primitive people, there was no beating around the bush. After a simple meeting, the Fire Tribe chief was already eager to ask about the cure for the disease.

Although Han Cheng couldn't understand the Fire Tribe chief's words, he understood what he meant based on his actions and recall of previous events.

He nodded vigorously, smiled, and handed over the small bundle of dried Chai Hu roots he held to the Fire Tribe chief.

After asking the question, the Fire Tribe chief fixed his eyes on Han Cheng. When he saw Han Cheng nod, he was both surprised and delighted.

This obvious adolescent leader had cured the disease that they regarded as an unstoppable disaster!

The rest of the Fire Tribe, especially the female primitive people, couldn't help but cheer, looking at Han Cheng with bright eyes.

The Fire Tribe chief took the small bundle of dried Chai Hu roots from Han Cheng's hands, cradling it like a treasure, and carefully examined it, afraid of damaging it.

The rest of the Fire Tribe also cast their gaze upon the small bundle of Chai Hu roots, eager to see this life-saving treasure.

"￥53..."

After looking at it for a while, the Fire Tribe chief suddenly looked at Han Cheng and opened his mouth, pointing to the Chai Hu roots in his hand.

Han Cheng smiled. Those who could become tribal chiefs were indeed not too stupid, knowing to ask for more details.

Turning around, he beckoned to Liang, who was carrying a pottery jar over.

Inside the jar was a Chai Hu plant that had just been transplanted from Wang Dong Mountain.

Instead of giving the Fire Tribe a small bundle of dried Chai Hu roots, it would be better to let them know about the plant itself.

"That's dug up from here."

Han Cheng pointed to the bundle of dried Chai Hu roots in the Fire Tribe chief's hand, then pointed to the Chai Hu plant in the jar and said to him.

The Fire Tribe chief took the jar, looking at the Chai Hu plant inside with several small yellow flowers, then pointed to the dried Chai Hu roots in his hand and used his fingers to probe the soil.

Then he looked at Han Cheng. "￥6?"

It seemed that this guy already understood that what he had in his hand was the root of this plant.

Han Cheng smiled and nodded vigorously.

The smile on the Fire Tribe chief's face became even brighter as he carefully examined the Chai Hu plant, which seemed like a priceless treasure.

Not far away, a woman from the Fire Tribe looked at the plant with a puzzled expression.

She had seen this thing before, and quite a few were not too far from their cave.

She had even tried eating it before, but it tasted bad.

Could such a thing be used to treat the disease that, as long as one got it, they would be thrown into the fire and burned to death?

"￥..."

She approached the chief of the Fire Tribe and, after closely observing the Chai Hu and confirming it was the same grass she had seen before, she began to speak to the Chief.

Upon hearing her words, some of the Fire Tribe women nearby also remembered the plant. They usually gathered more wild vegetables around the tribe than the average male primitive person, so they knew more about them.

"￥4?"

After listening to the words of these people in the tribe, the Fire Tribe chief vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a plant growing not far from their tribe.

Could such a common thing cure the disease that was so dreaded?

How could that be?

Was this young chief of the Water Tribe just spouting nonsense and deceiving them?

The words of the female primitive people in the tribe made him calm down from his initial excitement of obtaining a treasure.

He couldn't help but glance at Han Cheng and the others, but he didn't see the sick tribesman they had taken away.

It seemed that the tribesman had already died.

This tribe that came from the water was indeed deceiving them!

Using such a worthless grass as a medicine to cure diseases!

Primitive people mostly didn't beat around the bush; good was good, bad was bad. And opposite to this straightforward temperament was their extreme aversion to being deceived.

So, the Fire Tribe chief got angry.

The Chai Hu, which he had just carefully held in his hands to avoid damage, was thrown forcefully onto the ground.

￥￥~!

He glared, shouting angrily at Han Cheng.

The Fire Tribe people, who had seemed relaxed just a moment ago, also tightened their grips on their weapons and followed their chief's gaze, glaring at the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

Women always cause trouble.

Everything was going smoothly just now, but it was ruined completely by a few words from that woman!

Han Cheng, who didn't know what had happened, retreated while pulling Bai Xue with him, thinking like this in his heart.

The people from the Green Sparrow Tribe who followed were equally unwilling to back down. Upon realizing that the Fire Tribe had become unfriendly, the Shield Team, standing aside, immediately raised their shields to separate Han Cheng and Bai Xue from the Fire Tribe people.

Shang, accompanied by a few spear teams, came to the back of the shield team, holding their sharpened spears firmly against the Fire Tribe people not far away.

Third Senior Brother, with the bow and arrow team, also drew their longbows, aiming sharp bone arrows at the Fire Tribe people, their bows like full moons, ready to release!

The six people left on the boat also reacted, each bending their bows and nocking arrows.

The harmonious situation just now suddenly became tense.

If they fought, the Fire Tribe people would truly gain nothing, but starting a fight without reason was damn stupid. He came here with full sincerity.

"Brother Cheng, let me go..."

Just as the conflict was about to erupt, Bai Xue, who had been silent before, suddenly spoke up and struggled to move forward.

Han Cheng held her tightly, not letting her move. It was too dangerous ahead at this moment.

"Brother Cheng, they are looking for me..."

Seeing that both sides were about to fight, she could no longer care less about her fear and anxiously told Han Cheng.

Han Cheng became even angrier when he heard this. Damn it, it turned out he had guessed right. This damn tribe intended to break them up!

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