"Good brothers, this is what makes us the hottest of brothers."
"Cheers, I’ll drink this cup with you."
"Leader, I’m out of milk... Can I have an extra bowl of milk?"
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What does it an to put yourself in soone else’s shoes?
What does it an to empathize?
What does it an to have sympathy?
Bo Gu, Man Niu, and the others don’t use such complex words, nor do they understand the anings they express.
But their minds feel as comfortable as drinking cold beer on a hot day or having a bowl of bear milk soup on a cold day...
Sotis, when going out for wild hunting, they can also seize so of the Phoenix Army’s living supplies.
They’ve tasted the flavor of beer, back when General Tang Li sent plenty to the tribe... he also sent solar-powered freezers.
Tang Fei’s words struck a chord with their hearts and instantly elevated him to the hottest brother among the Barbarian Clan.
Yes, this is also what Tang Fei aid to achieve.
He could see that, despite Little Fatty’s presence, the barbarians still had thick defenses against them.
Their refusal to allow Shen Qingping and the Phoenix Team into the barbarian caves shows their current attitude.
They were willing to welco Little Fatty and his brother, but still held hostility towards the Phoenix people, especially the Phoenix Army.
Brains were blown out; this hatred isn’t going to be resolved anyti soon.
If Tang Fei ca forward, because of Little Fatty, to urge reconciliation and peace... then he’d have lost his mind.
Thus, it’s best to go with the flow.
Tang Fei tilted his head, gulping down the red bear milk soup in his bowl.
Other Barbarian Generals followed suit, tilting their heads and finishing the bear milk soup.
They thought Tang Fei’s milk-drinking style was suave...
This ti, no one even licked the bottom of their bowls.
Furthermore, it delighted Bo Gu and the others that Tang Fei didn’t despise their bear milk.
They knew such things were usually hard for most people to drink, judging by the little girl’s expression beside them.
They weren’t stupid.
Yet, Tang Fei didn’t show any signs of ’disgust’; he didn’t just drink it, he drank two bowls.
He wholeheartedly offered the clan’s most luxurious local specialty...
Who likes being despised?
It must be said, Tang Fei’s words and actions perfectly matched the barbarians’ tastes.
As if tailored just for them.
Tang Fei imitated the barbarians by wiping the mush off his lips before looking at Bo Gu and saying, "Leader Bo Gu, what you said is what I want to say. What you want to do is what I want to do."
"We and the Phoenix people have irreconcilable differences; as long as I’m alive, even for a day... I’ll fight alongside my brothers, avenging those fallen barbarian brothers."
Bo Gu held Tang Fei’s hand with a grateful expression and said, "Thank you, thank you, you are the hottest brother of our Barbarian Clan... As long as our Barbarian Clan has milk to drink, that milk is for our good brother."
Indeed, the barbarians have a straightforward nature.
Return the favor with sothing better.
If soone treats well, I’ll repay with my whole heart.
"..."
Phoenix couldn’t bear to watch directly.
Tang Fei’s behavior here among the barbarians... it’s practically a dinsional attack.
Clearly, Little Fatty is the son of their Barbarian Clan Chief, yet no one notices him now.
Little Fatty is happily sitting there, licking the bowl bottom...
All the attention was drawn by Tang Fei, all eyes focused on him.
He seed born to stand under the spotlight... a hero figure.
Phoenix suddenly felt bewildered, reflecting on history: isn’t every Chosen One who ascends to the highest position capable of mingling with the people or blending with them?
"No, I’m here to lead everyone to a better life." Tang Fei didn’t ’accept’ the milk offering from Bo Gu, he seriously said, "Honestly, it’s been challenging for on this journey."
"It’s too tough; my barbarian brothers are suffering... living in these caves hidden from light, eating... what are they eating?"
"Sand Worms," Man Niu replied, "You’ll taste it later. Worms grow in the sand; they’re truly delicious."
"..." Phoenix.
"..." Lu Siyu.
"(๑˘˘๑)" Little Fatty.
Why is the anticipation all over their faces?
"Yes, eating sand worms, drinking bear milk... there’s no sofas or TV, no chilled beer, no warm clothes for winter and cool clothes for sumr..."
"When sick, they can’t go to the hospital, they still have to work when old... children can’t attend school to learn the latest knowledge..."
"This can’t continue; we must make changes... We need comfortable houses, enough food, warm clothes, at to eat, wine to drink, books to read..."
"How can anyone be satisfied with just one bowl of milk? We need endless milk... even enough to soak in a bear milk bath when in a certain mood..."
"..."
The barbarian leaders looked at Tang Fei in a daze.
Bear milk bath?
How many Vajra Bears’ milk would it take?
They couldn’t even dream of it.
Besides, they usually don’t bathe.
Except when it rains.
Enough food, warm clothes, at to eat, wine to drink, books to read...
Why do these lines sound familiar?
Back then, a General nad Tang also said this to them.
Though it’s yet to be realized.
"These words... sound familiar." Bo Gu stroked his big beard, deep in thought, "Back then, General Tang Li said this to us."
"Oh, that’s my father," Tang Fei said.
"..."
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Tang Fei.
This guy... is he really General Tang Li’s son?
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