Su Ming was nervous. This nervousness was not only because the person was the Elder of Dark Dragon Tribe, but also because she was Bai Ling's elder.
At the same time, he was also nervous about the assumptions and analysis the elder had shared with him on the way to Wind Stream Tribe.
"I am Su Ming. Greetings, Elder of Dark Dragon Tribe." Su Ming took a deep breath and bowed respectfully towards the old woman.
The old woman's face was dark as she stared at Su Ming. No one knew what she was thinking about. The people around them fell silent because of this. Even the ushers from Wind Stream Tribe looked at Su Ming. Even Shi Hai, who was about to leave with a load on his mind, stopped in his tracks. He looked towards Su Ming, slightly surprised.
In his eyes, Su Ming was just a normal child. There was not a hint of Qi in his body. He looked at him once and averted his gaze. He no longer thought about the conflict between the two small tribes. He was anxious. He had been searching for the Fallen Berserker who created the strange medicine for a long time but had no clues. The Elder had even asked him about it a few days ago. Shi Hai did not know how he should continue searching.
'Could it be that the Fallen Berserker has left this place …? Ah, where am I supposed to find him?!'
Lei Chen stood beside Su Ming and glared at the old woman who was looking at Su Ming. He may be respectful towards the Elder of Wind Stream Tribe but he did not respect the old woman at all.
Bei Ling frowned. His gaze fell upon Su Ming and a hint of displeasure flashed through his eyes. He could not understand how Su Ming had offended Dark Dragon Tribe.
"It's been so many years. You've grown so much …" The old woman stared at Su Ming for a long time before she spoke slowly. There was no hint of joy or anger in her voice.
Su Ming became even more nervous. He stood there, not knowing what to say. At that moment, he could clearly feel all the gazes on him. It was a feeling he rarely experienced and he was not used to it.
Bai Ling's face was pale as she stood behind the old woman. She clutched the corners of her robes instinctively. Si Kong, who was by her side, looked pleased as he glared at Su Ming.
"It's a pity …" The old woman looked at Su Ming and continued speaking slowly. "Your elder only brought you up, but he didn't teach you how to be civilized. That's why you have no sense of propriety. Why don't you think about who you are?!" The old woman did not speak much, but there was a hint of mockery in her words. It did not match her status as an Elder.
Su Ming's face immediately turned pale. This was the weakest spot in his heart, and it was especially so in front of so many people. It made Su Ming bite his bottom lip and remain silent.
"Grandpa!" Bai Ling looked at Su Ming's pale face and her heart immediately clenched in pain. She immediately spoke, and her gaze towards the old woman was filled with anger.
Lei Chen, who was standing beside Su Ming, immediately glared at him. He did not care who that person was. When he saw Su Ming being humiliated, he was instantly enraged and was about to rush forward.
Yet the moment he took a step forward, a strange glint appeared in the old woman's eyes. Lei Chen trembled. At that moment, the Head of the Guards from Dark Mountain Tribe, who had been standing by the side without saying a word, frowned and took a step forward.
As his foot landed, the head of the guards seemed to change instantly. A sharp aura suddenly exploded from his body and surrounded him. Just hearing the muffled rumble from outside Lei Chen's body, Lei Chen's face paled and he took a few steps back.
"Sir Elder, you don't have to do this to a child from Dark Mountain Tribe." The Head of the Guards' face darkened as he spoke slowly.
Almost the moment he took a step forward, the man standing behind the old woman lifted his head and took a step forward as well. A presence that was even stronger than the Head of the Guards' exploded forth.
Shan Hen, who had been silent all this while, narrowed his eyes and glared at the man from Dark Dragon Tribe as if he had turned into a poisonous snake.
The atmosphere was tense!
Shi Hai watched the scene from a distance. A mocking smile appeared on his lips. To him, these two small tribes were originally one family hundreds of years ago. Yet now, things had turned out this way. He fell silent for a moment but did not stop them. Instead, he stood there and watched the show.
Su Ming lowered his head in silence. Lei Chen's anger had yet to dissipate. He might be afraid, but just as he was about to speak, Su Ming lifted his right hand and grabbed Lei Chen's arm.
Lei Chen was stunned. Su Ming lifted his head slowly. His face was still pale. His frail body made him look like a La Su who would never grow up. There was still a hint of youth on his face. He had not experienced the passage of time, nor had he experienced the desolation of wind and rain. He was still a child.
His eyes were clear, very clean, very transparent. There were not many impurities in them. He bit his bottom lip and looked at the old woman from Dark Dragon Tribe. He let go of Lei Chen's arm and walked forward.
At that moment, he was still the center of attention of all the people around him. Yet he did not care. He walked past Lei Chen, past the Head of the Guards, and arrived 10 feet away from the old woman.
He stood there and looked at the old woman who was looking at him quietly.
"I don't know what I'm doing. I don't have a father or a mother. I don't have any right or status in your eyes … But my elder once told me that you only see a part of the rain that falls from the sky. You don't know how much more there will be once the rain stops …
"You can only see the surface of the muddy water on the ground. You can't see the bottom … This year, I'm 16 …" Su Ming lowered his head and spoke softly. Once he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away slowly.
Lei Chen followed behind Su Ming. He turned around and glared at the old woman and let out a harrumph.
When the Head of the Guards and Shan Hen saw that the old woman no longer spoke, they retreated slowly. They brought Bei Ling and Wu La into the distance under the guidance of the ushers from Wind Stream.
The old woman looked at Su Ming's back and frowned. There was a glint in her eyes that no one could understand. She turned around and walked away.
"Bai Ling, come back with me." Bai Ling stood there and looked at Su Ming's retreating back. Her heart was in a mess. Her grandmother's words reached her ears. In silence, she left with the old woman.
Every single time the tribes came to pay their respects, they would be invited into the mudstone city and arranged to stay at a designated place until the end of the worship. Dark Mountain Tribe was arranged to stay at the southern part of the mudstone city. It was a huge house that was made up of nine houses that were connected together. There were also some fences around the house, making it seem as if the place was isolated from the rest of the tribe.
At that moment, all the tribe members from Dark Mountain Tribe were gathered in one of the houses. They sat down cross-legged and listened to the Head of the Guards who was sitting right in front of them.
"The number of people in Wind Stream Tribe far exceeds the number of people in Dark Mountain Tribe. Because of that, the number of Berserkers they have also far exceeds ours. Besides, Wind Stream Tribe is the ruler of the area. They worship us once every few years, so Wind Stream Tribe seems to have control over all the herbs in this area.
"They even have a few statues of the God of Berserkers!" The Head of the Guards swept his gaze across the crowd and spoke in a low voice.
"Dark Mountain Tribe can't compare to a middle-sized tribe. I don't know the exact number of Berserkers in Wind Stream Tribe, but there must be hundreds of them!
"These Berserkers have enough herbs and different statues of the God of Berserkers that have been passed down. It's not something a small tribe can compare to. Their training speed is much faster than ours, and the conditions in the world around them are much better than ours. The chances of a talented person appearing among them is also much higher than ours.
"During this period of time, Shan Hen and I will not restrict your movements. We brought you here because we wanted you to witness the might of a middle-sized tribe and the powerful Berserkers in Wind Stream Tribe!
"I hope that you can get to know some friends here. It doesn't matter whether they're from Wind Stream Tribe or other tribes. Besides our enemy, Black Mountain Tribe, you can get to know all the other tribes." As the Head of the Guards spoke, he cast a glance at Su Ming, who had been silent ever since he came back.
"At the same time, I also hope that you can see the outstanding people from other tribes and find the difference between you and them as well as your goals … But you must remember one thing. You are not allowed to fight in Wind Stream Tribe!
"Don't worry. We're not the only ones who do this. The other tribes will do the same. "Also, you'll be staying in Wind Stream Tribe for a longer period of time. Every few years, you'll have to pay your respects to the God of Berserkers. It'll also be the time when Wind Stream Tribe holds a test. If you can get a good ranking, it'll be very beneficial to you.
"Bei Ling, you've been in Wind Stream Tribe for a few years. You know this place very well. Why don't you introduce us to the powerful Berserkers in Wind Stream Tribe?"
Bei Ling sat by the side and nodded his head when he heard the Head of the Guards' words.
"There are many powerful Berserkers in Wind Stream Tribe, especially among our peers. There are seven people that we need to pay special attention to … The first one is Ye Wang. This person …"
As Bei Ling introduced the people, Su Ming sat in the corner and remained silent. The old woman from Dark Dragon Tribe's words made him feel terrible. Even when he returned to the tribe, her words still echoed in his head. Su Ming closed his eyes and clenched his fists.
"Su Ming!" A cold voice traveled into Su Ming's ears. Su Ming turned his head around and saw the chief of the hunters, Shan Hen, sitting cross-legged behind him.
"Why did the Elder of Dark Dragon Tribe say those things to you?" Shan Hen looked at Su Ming calmly and asked in a low voice.
"It's nothing." Su Ming was silent for a moment before he shook his head.
Shan Hen frowned slightly. A strange glint appeared in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly lifted his head and looked outside the house. At the same time, the Head of the Guards also looked outside.
They saw a guide from Wind Stream Tribe, who looked to be in his thirties, walking quickly towards them.
"Who is Su Ming? The Elder has summoned you. Please come with me!"
Su Ming was momentarily stunned. He stood up and looked at the Head of the Guards sitting in front of him. When he saw the Head of the Guards giving him a slight nod, Su Ming walked out of the house and stood before the Wind Stream Tribe member.
"I am Su Ming," Su Ming said calmly.
The Wind Stream Tribe member looked at Su Ming for a moment before he turned around and left. Su Ming hesitated for a moment before he followed behind him. As he walked out of the house, he heard Bei Ling's voice behind him.
"In the past, there were about a hundred people who participated in the test. However, the top 50 were almost all members of Wind Stream Tribe … It's especially so for the top 10. From what I know, there hasn't been a single outsider who managed to get into the top 10 for the past 50 years … This year's test will be the same. Remember, this time, you must work with me and get into the top 50!
As long as I get into the top 50, even if I'm at the bottom, it'll be a great achievement for Dark Mountain Tribe! "
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