1078: 489: Zhi Yan in agony!
Lanling’s cruel revenge!_3 1078: 489: Zhi Yan in agony!
Lanling’s cruel revenge!_3 Very quickly, the three were once again stopped in their tracks.
And this ti, it was a group of people blocking their way.
At the forefront was the man in fine robes who had just spat on Suo Mo’s face.
This man was called Goufu, the younger brother-in-law of Chief Constantine.
He was the cousin of the chief’s first wife, forty years old this year, indulged in laziness and luxury, enjoying his wealth and privilege.
“I spat on Suo Mo’s face just now, and he didn’t dare say a word.
You all didn’t believe , huh?
Well, I’ll spit again right now!” Goufu laughed loudly, “Watch closely!”
With that, he walked up to Suo Mo and spat directly onto his face again.
“See that, see that…” Goufu gloated and laughed wildly, “No matter how strong a guard dog is, it’s still just a dog.”
Lanling turned his gaze toward Goufu’s wife and daughter.
Their complexion was slightly dark, their eyes sowhat large, and their ears were quite pointed.
But overall, their appearance was still pleasing, especially with their exceptionally alluring figures.
“What are you looking at?” Goufu roared, suddenly landing a slap on Lanling’s face.
“Lord Goufu, enough is enough,” Suo Mo grabbed his arm and stared into his eyes.
“You dare glare at ?
You, a dog, dare glare at ?” Goufu shouted, pointing at Suo Mo.
“I’ll go tell my sister right now and have her drive all of you out, have you all killed!”
With that, he stord off angrily toward the chief’s castle to make his complaint.
Though this complaint wouldn’t actually result in the Foreign Tribe Army being completely chased out, going hungry for a few days would be inevitable, since the wife of the chieftain controlled the tribe’s supplies.
It was precisely for this reason that Suo Mo endured Goufu’s spitting without fighting back—to ensure his brothers in the Foreign Tribe Army wouldn’t starve.
Suo Mo, Dina, and Lanling left amidst the insults and mockery of the crowd.
“Bah, bah…”
“Filthy foreign dogs…”
One man pointed at Lanling’s face and said, “My dog got pregnant and gave birth to a mutant.
It was you, wasn’t it?
You disgusting foreign dog!”
One woman pointed at Dina and cursed, “My male dog caught a filthy disease.
Lowly foreign slut, wasn’t it your doing?”
Before coming to the Barbaric Wilderness, Lanling had imagined the cruelty and savagery of this world.
But when it truly happened, he was still shocked and found it unimaginable.
This discrimination, trampling, plundering, and attacking—it was so direct, so utterly unmasked.
Constantine II, as the young chief, had no qualms threatening Dina’s life in order to possess her, not bothering to disguise his intentions in the slightest.
Lanling, who had joined the Foreign Tribe Army, held a status within the Chira Tribe akin to that of a slave—less than pigs and dogs.
…
The three returned to the Foreign Tribe Army camp’s cave, filled with anger and sorrow.
Though it was as crude as a pigsty, they were greeted by countless eyes filled with concern and affection.
The Foreign Tribe Army, like a great lting pot, seed to transform even the vilest Barbarians into unified, loving comrades once they joined.
And the creator of all this was Suo Mo.
His justice, compassion, fairness, and selflessness were the soul of the entire Foreign Tribe Army.
Compared to the humiliation, coldness, and pain they had suffered in the Chira Tribe, every ti Dina entered the Foreign Tribe Army, she felt an incomparable warmth—a warmth like that of ho.
The outside was hell, but within was paradise.
This was her ho—the one she fought for, the one she was willing to sacrifice her life for.
The three entered Suo Mo’s cave.
Lanling was the first to speak: “Uncle, we cannot go on like this.
I want revenge.”
Suo Mo’s eyes trembled as he asked, “Revenge?
How?”
Lanling replied, “The first option is rebellion—to kill everyone in the Chira Tribe, wipe them out completely, and take the tribe for ourselves.”
“The second option is to lead the Foreign Tribe Army to independence—establish our own tribe, no longer living under soone else’s roof.
Once we’re strong enough, we’ll return and slaughter the Chira Tribe to the last person.”
Suo Mo was utterly shocked by Lanling’s words.
Dina stared at Lanling in complete disbelief.
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