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Xiao grabbed Ma Wu and strode out of the tribe, then threw him out.

Although the muddy ground covered with weeds was not hard, he used a lot of strength. Ma Wu was not young anymore, but he was still hurt by the throw. He groaned in pain, holding his waist.

"Great Wizard!" The people from the Great Horse Tribe who followed him hurried forward to support him. These people were all die-hard fans of the Great Wizard. They hated Wu Yue and Xiao at this moment, but they were afraid of the people with weapons behind Xiao, so they did not dare to take action and could only curse.

Xiao didn't care whether they cursed or not, he couldn't understand them.

"Leave a few people armed with weapons to take turns watching them. Don't let them in," Xiao instructed the Sharp Fang Tribe. "Work hard tonight, but I'll let you rest well tomorrow."

"Yes!" The Sharp Tooth Tribe naturally listened to him. Besides, they had seen what happened just now and were extremely disgusted with those who bullied the messenger of God. They all raised their weapons.

Humph, just driving them out would be too easy for them, they should be killed!

With someone watching over them, anyone who wanted to sneak back gave up the idea. Although the weather was warm, it was still quite cold at night. Away from the tents and campfires, everyone shivered in the cool breeze on the plains.

"Hmph! These hateful barbarians took our horses and drove us out! It's obvious that the divine messenger was useless and couldn't save Ma Wei, so he was furious!" The man who was supporting the horse witch said bitterly, looking around and getting even angrier. "We are the only ones protecting the great witch! The others, Ma Tian and Ma Zong, didn't even come out with us. What assholes!"

Ma Wu looked around as he heard what he said, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

It would have been fine if there were only a few people following out, but now that the cold wind had blown on them, many people had a hint of regret on their faces.

Sighing silently, he admitted that he was careless. He wanted to take advantage of the situation to lower Wu Yue's prestige in the hearts of the people of the Sharp Tooth Tribe, but he didn't expect that those people would trust him so much and let him drive him out.

He was also thinking wrongly. He asked the Dama tribe not to be too close to the Sharp Tooth tribe, so the tribe had no feelings for them and would of course stand on the side of their own messenger.

Now there are guards at the entrance of the Sharp Tooth Tribe, and they dare not walk in the dark, so they can only spend the night here.

Looking at the twenty or so people following him, he put on his most amiable expression and said gently, "Everyone come closer. Let's get through tonight first."

Wu Yue didn't care what Ma Wu would do. He was now in a stalemate with Ma Tian.

Hearing Wu Yue say that he looked down upon them, the faces of the Malaysians present suddenly changed. Did he mean to expel them?

If they were driven out, would things be like before? No, it would be worse than before. Before, they had horses, and could barely survive in the North. But now they had no horses, and there was no way to return to the North. Moreover, this land was far more dangerous than the North. They were poor hunters, and they couldn't win in a fight. Now without horses, they could only run on two feet!

No, you can't be expelled!

At that moment, someone said anxiously: "God's Messenger, God's Messenger, I am willing to become a citizen of the Sharp Tooth Tribe, I am willing!" As he said that, he was about to walk towards the Sharp Tooth Tribe.

"Stop!" Wu Yue had no intention of letting him go. "What the hell were you doing earlier? I already told you I don't like it."

Except for the dozen or so people who chose the Sharp Fang Tribe after he gave the order at the beginning, he didn't want any of these fence-sitters.

He wanted the Sharp Teeth Tribe to provide him with food and drink but didn't want him to obey. How could that be possible? He was short of people, not ancestors. He had to rush to provide for these people.

Seeing his tough attitude, most of the Malaysians were really panicked, and one by one they knelt down in front of him and begged to be allowed to stay.

Wu Yue avoided all the gifts and refused to give in.

"God, God's messenger..." A weak voice suddenly sounded. When I looked down, it was Mawei who had woken up.

Wu Yue was delighted and quickly lowered his head to look at him: "Mawei, are you awake? How do you feel?" The dark circles on his face had faded a lot, and he looked much better.

Thank God, Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want to see anyone die in front of him.

His treatment method should be effective, but the reason why Mawei survived is probably because the venom of the snake that bit him was not fatal. It might just cause the person to fall into a coma, and then the venom would be metabolized by the body itself.

Seeing Mawei wake up, the Dama people regretted it even more. Look, even if the envoy of God didn't have the magic medicine to treat the snake venom, he could still save Mawei with herbs. Why did they just believe the words of the great witch, no, the horse witch, and think that the envoy of God deliberately didn't save Mawei!?

The messengers of God possessed divine powers! Even if the magic medicine ran out in the future, they could still communicate with all things, take objects from afar, make pottery, build houses, and even weave cloth to make clothes. If they were expelled, they would never be able to benefit from these things again!

Ma Wei looked very weak. He took a few breaths before slowly saying, "God's messenger, I heard everything. I, I am from the Sharp Fang Tribe!"

He wasn't actually unconscious; the snake's venom had merely paralyzed him, rendering him unable to move. He knew everything that had happened since the bite. He could sense how anxious everyone in the hunting party was, how nervous the divine messenger and the leader were when they heard he was injured, and how gentle and meticulous the divine messenger was when he treated his wound.

Everyone treats him as family.

So when Ma Wu came out and said that the messenger of God deliberately did not save him, he was so angry that he wanted to jump up and kick the old guy, but unfortunately his body could not move.

Fortunately, the messenger of God had driven them out, but he wanted to drive his brother out as well.

In fact, if Ma Tian wasn't his brother, he would have felt these people deserved it. The divine messenger had given them chances, time and again, but these people were disobedient. He told them not to honor Ma Wu as the Great Shaman, but they wouldn't listen. He told them to choose to become members of the Sharp Tooth Tribe, but they wouldn't. What was the point of regretting it now?

But Ma Tian is his brother after all, and he knows that Ma Tian is willing to completely integrate into the Sharp Tooth Tribe. The current situation is all because of that sense of responsibility.

Bah, the messenger of God said that he is no longer the patriarch, but he still wants to come out and lead the group. He deserves it!

When Wu Yue heard Ma Wei say that he was from the Sharp Tooth Tribe as soon as he opened his eyes, he felt warm in his heart. If this guy opened his mouth and said he was going to follow Ma Wu, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and strangle him to death on the spot.

"Okay, welcome." After touching his forehead gently and making sure that he didn't have a fever, Wu Yue wanted to ask someone to carry him to the tent to rest.

But he was weak and pulled his sleeve. Ma Wei forced himself to look at Ma Tian and said to Wu Yue cautiously: "God's envoy, they, they can work. Their performance will determine whether they can join the Sharp Fang Tribe."

Did they mean to make meritorious contributions while serving their sentence? Wu Yue touched his chin, thinking that this might be feasible.

These people are not Ma Wu's die-hard supporters, so there is a possibility of rescuing them. Letting them work in exchange for joining the Sharp Tooth Tribe will also let everyone know that not just anyone can become a member of the Sharp Tooth Tribe.

"Thank you for your suggestion. I will consider it. You should have a good rest first." Smiling at Ma Wei, Wu Yue had someone carry him back to the tent.

Mawei breathed a sigh of relief, whispered a thank you, and then left obediently.

At this time, Xiao had also returned after throwing away the horse witch. Seeing the Malaysians kneeling on the ground, he looked at Wu Yue with an inquiring look.

"The chief's return is just in time." Wu Yue raised his voice to explain the situation, then turned to the Sharp Fang Tribe. "What do you all think? Do you agree to allow these Dama people to work in exchange for joining the Sharp Fang Tribe? As usual, let's vote."

I have had voting experience before, and this time the results came out very quickly, with most people in agreement.

Ma Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It didn’t matter if he did more work, as long as he didn’t get thrown out.

Wu Yue turned to the Dama tribe and said, "I won't ask for your opinions. I don't care. If you agree, stay. If you don't agree, you can still get out and find Ma Wu now."

No one spoke, and no one objected. They were now afraid of this messenger of God.

"No one is leaving, right? Then starting from today, everyone needs to make mud bricks after finishing their own work. Men will get 100 yuan, women will get 80 yuan, and children will get 50 yuan." Making mud bricks is currently an important job in the tribe. Wu Yue wants to build more houses before the rainy season comes.

We should all just work together and do it slowly, but these Malaysians don't know what's good for them, so we'll just have to order them around a little more.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Also, since you are not from the Sharp Fang Tribe, you will not get the breakfast benefit anymore. You can just eat it once in the future. Of course, those who can't stand it can leave at any time, but if you leave, don't come back, otherwise you will be beaten."

No one from the Malaysian tribe said anything. Making mud bricks was actually quite simple, and while it was extra work, it wasn't tiring at all. As for skipping one meal, it wasn't a big deal; everyone had only one meal in the past.

After giving these instructions, Wu Yue asked the dozen or so people from the Sharp Tooth Tribe to move their tents out from the Dama Tribe. They were all members of the Sharp Tooth Tribe now, so it would be better not to block the Dama Tribe from making mud bricks.

The Malaysians were taken to a place where sand, soil and lime were piled up to start working. It seemed that this group of people would not be able to sleep tonight.

The matter was resolved satisfactorily. As it was getting late, Wu Yue had lost his appetite and went to wash up and go to bed.

Xiao frowned, found a large leaf to wrap two pieces of barbecue and followed.

He gently pushed the door open and, in the moonlight, could see Wu Yue lying face down against the wall. Knowing he was in a bad mood, Xiao nudged him gently, "You've eaten so many sour fruits today. You should get up and eat something, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable."

After hearing what he said, Wu Yue realized that his stomach was a little sour, so he stood up, took the barbecue and started eating.

Thinking of something, he took out the small half basin of raspberries and said with some regret: "I was too busy and chaotic today, and I forgot to share it with everyone." I can't wake them up now that everyone is asleep, right?

This fruit doesn't last long, and it will probably rot by tomorrow.

Xiao suddenly thought of something and found two ceramic bowls to put the raspberries in. "Give them to me. I'll give them to the people watching Ma Wu. Something sour will keep them from falling asleep."

Wu Yue thought about it and took out a few more furs. "It's cold at night, take these too. Oh, and don't let them eat them alone. You can spread them on the barbecue."

So outside the gate of the Sharp Tooth Tribe, the shivering Ma Wu and his group watched as the guards put on furs, lit a fire, and roasted meat. The roasted meat exuded a sour, spicy and fragrant aroma that they had never smelled before.

Those who missed dinner couldn't help but swallow hard, looking at the guards with jealous and resentful eyes, but they retracted their necks before they could stare back.

So cold, so hungry...