Although Qiao Yu always gets angry every time he calls a meeting of the elders, he actually sees the reality earlier than his son.

Traps, snares, pottery, the discovery of new foods like yams and chestnuts. One by one, which of these could a typical chief accomplish? Huo had lived for over fifty years, and besides Yu, he had served under three other chiefs. If any of those chiefs had been capable of even one of these things, the Valley Tribe wouldn't be what it is today.

Not to mention that Qiao Yu led the tribe to such a beautiful victory!

When everyone was very scared and thought they would fight to the death with the Stone Tribe, Qiao Yu used her clever mind to easily resolve the war.

No matter how thick the filter Huo had for his son, he couldn't say in good conscience that Qinglang was better than Yu. Right now, he could only admire Qiao Yu.

"Can you make those traps and weapons that Yu made? Do you dare to follow the people of the Liuren tribe alone and lead them somewhere else to prevent them from invading us? If she had an accident when she was following the Liuren last time and couldn't come back, and you took over as the leader, how many such things could you do to make the tribe live better and stronger? If not, what can you use to compete with her?" Huo said.

He knew that his son must know everything he said, but Qinglang couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, so as a father, he had to help his son get over it.

In fact, isn't he the same?

As a young man, he refused to submit to the old leader, Tianliang. He felt that Tianliang was only stronger than him, but not as smart. Later, when Tianliang chose Shan as the leader, he still refused to submit to Shan. When he discovered that his son was stronger and smarter than him, his ambition grew even more. He always wanted to push his son out and replace Shan as the leader to fulfill his lifelong dream.

And Yu woke him up from his dream.

Tianliang and Shan's strength and intelligence were something they could possibly achieve if they tried hard, but Yu's strength and intelligence were beyond their reach even if they climbed the ladder. The gap was so vast that they no longer even wanted to compare and could only submit.

"Let's not talk about anything else, just this time. If it were you, could you discover the Stone Tribe's conspiracy, then boldly lure them back, lure them into attacking, and then use traps as a means of attack, waiting for them to attack? Can you lead everyone to fight such a beautiful battle?"

"If you can't, then give up and express your loyalty to Yu. Don't let Yu throw you aside and make you a dispensable member of the tribe. Lu and Yan have taken the lead, and we can't fall too far behind."

He sighed: "To be honest, my father and I are now inferior to the Mang family in status in the tribe."

Before Mang was injured, he was a thin and small man without much strength and usually kept silent; his woman Chun was also a quiet person, and Dali was still young, so the family had little presence in the tribe.

After Mang was injured, his family became the object of everyone's sympathy, because once the snowy season came, their family was doomed to be torn apart and their family members destroyed.

But what about now? One of them was the leader of the breeding team. With the animals they raised having almost no deaths, breeding was gaining more and more attention, and his position had become more important. Meanwhile, the yams Chun led in the gathering team were a huge hit at the trade fair, bringing in so much salt for the tribe that she had become a force to be reckoned with.

But what about them, father and son? They became the targets of everyone's cold stare and rejection in the tribe. Although Qinglang had been selected for the sentry post based on his ability, becoming one of the twelve, that was because everyone in the tribe had signed up, and Yu had to select based on ability, so there was no way to exclude Qinglang. Just look at this ambush, where Qinglang was sent outside the tribe to snipe deserters. With Qiao Yu's control over this war, she must have known that this was a useless move.

All this was because they offended Shan and Yu, and always went against Yu in everything.

Qinglang didn't say anything.

But Huo knew his son didn't object, which meant he agreed with him. He continued, "Don't go against Yu and Shan anymore. Whatever Yu says, just support her like everyone else. Shan got hurt at your hands, and they won't forgive us. We don't need their forgiveness, but at least don't let them target us."

Qinglang was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

Outside, Qiao Yu was still busy dealing with the prisoners.

"After tying them up, search their bodies thoroughly and hand over all weapons and tools. Nothing can be left on them except animal skins," she ordered.

"Yu, Yu, look, what is this?" He ran over excitedly and showed Qiao Yu what he had in his hand.

Qiao Yu turned around and was stunned: "Jiang?"

"Hehe, I feel like this is the kind of ginger you exchanged with the old man from the Sun Tribe." Man smiled.

"Where did it come from?"

"Searched from Shuo's body."

Man said as he handed a small animal skin bag to Qiao Yu: "Look, there are six or seven pieces."

Qiao Yu took the animal skin bag, opened it, and found that the ginger pieces inside were of different sizes. The big ones were bigger than the palm of your hand, while the small ones were about as thick as two fingers.

This is such an unexpected surprise.

I guess this is Shuo’s secret weapon.

He led the people of the Stone Tribe to attack the Valley Tribe in the severe cold. They had to brave the wind and snow all the way and sleep on the snow at night. They could not bear it without eating two slices of ginger or drinking two bowls of ginger soup.

But now, it’s a bargain for their valley tribe.

After thinking for a moment, Qiao Yu reluctantly took out a large and a small piece and said to Man, "Tell the women to slice the ginger and put it in a pot to boil two pots of soup. You watch the prisoners drink a bowl each. If they get sick, we don't have enough medicine to treat them. Watching them die will be a huge loss. These are prisoners we captured with great difficulty. They will be of great use in the future, so we can't let them die easily."

After hearing this, Man didn't know whether he should sympathize with the group of captives from the Stone Tribe or feel lucky for them.

He agreed and took the ginger.

Qiao Yu tied the animal skin bag around his waist like a treasure.

As someone who came from the end of the world, she has no taboos about things related to the dead.

She assigned people to take turns guarding the cave, and instructed Shu and Man, who had just returned, "Don't give them food tomorrow, but give them food the day after tomorrow. Give them a handful of roasted chestnuts in the morning and afternoon. Starve them for a while and wait until they surrender."

It's evening now, so you don't need to eat.

"Didn't they give in?" Shu asked honestly.

"Oh, they just don't want to die for now. Surrendering is just a temporary solution. Once they've had their fill, they might want to take revenge on us. We have to smooth over their tempers to prevent them from causing any trouble."