The next day, as soon as the sky began to lighten, the people of Yunchuan arrived at where Wang Xiuxiu and the others were, urging them to leave quickly.

Wang Xiuxiu remained calm, while Wu Lin, adopting a roguish demeanor, replied, "Don't rush! We'll leave after breakfast!"

Hearing this, the people of Yunchuan were somewhat dissatisfied, but they could only wait helplessly.

And so, the scene returned to the same one before our eyes.

The campfire was reignited in the camp, the flames leaping merrily.

In stark contrast, the people of Yunchuan on the other side could only grimace and silently gnaw on their dry biscuits.

Just as everyone was halfway through their meal, suddenly, the man from Yunnan who was in the lead stood up abruptly.

The man from Yunchuan suddenly turned around, mounted his horse, and galloped away without looking back.

However, not long after, everyone saw the man from Yunchuan riding back angrily.

He walked to the front of the camp, pulled on the reins and stopped, looking down at Wang Xiuxiu and the others.

For some reason, Wang Xiuxiu could keenly detect a hint of guilt in that look.

“Sir, that person said their chieftain is willing to speak with you, however, the chieftain only allows you to bring a small group of people with you. Whether you go or not is entirely up to you,” Ulin translated.

After listening, Wang Xiuxiu beckoned Zisu over and instructed her and Wulin to take the samples she had carefully prepared beforehand and go together to meet the mysterious chieftain of the Yunchuan tribe.

Seeing the situation before her, Zisu couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

She looked at Wang Xiuxiu with a worried expression, "Patriarch, although I am confident that I can protect you, it is a bit dangerous for just the three of us. Wouldn't it be better to bring more people with us?"

After hearing this, Wang Xiuxiu smiled slightly, gazed into the distance, and slowly said, "Zisu, although this road is dangerous, it is worth taking the risk. Even if we add more manpower, it is still insignificant in front of an entire tribe."

"Judging from the way the people of Yunchuan act, they are upright and honest, and should be a straightforward and generous people. If that's the case, we might as well show them our sincerity from the beginning and win their favor."

Zisu listened and nodded.

Therefore, Wang Xiuxiu decisively issued an order for the rest of the personnel to remain at the camp.

After a long journey, the three finally arrived at the Yunchuan tribe.

Kule, the chief of the Yunchuan clan, was a middle-aged man in his forties. When he heard that Wang Xiuxiu had only brought two people with her, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Seeing this, the clansmen beside him quickly stepped forward and asked, "Clan leader, are you worried that this is inappropriate?"

Kule first nodded slightly, then slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice, "This boy was able to come up with a plan to lure our Yun Chuan warriors with delicious food, which shows that he is quick-witted. I originally allowed him to bring more people with him, but he only took two people with him. If he is not a kind-hearted person, then he must be a cunning villain who is good at understanding other people's intentions."

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone nearby exclaimed, "Then I'll go stop him right now!"

Kule waved his hand, "No need. Since he has the courage to go, why should we, the warriors of Yunchuan, be afraid of him? Whether he is a man or a ghost, we will know when we meet."

Upon seeing Wang Xiuxiu, Kule was shocked and wished he could strangle his stupid son.

But that fool Doron was completely unaware of this, staring at his father with a suspicious look on his face, and asked in bewilderment, "Father, why do you look like that?"

Why didn't you tell me that the leader of the group is a woman?

Doron scratched his head. "Why are you reacting so strongly? Besides, even if the team leader is a woman, so what?"

Wang Xiuxiu was standing not far away, quietly watching the father and son. Even though Kule was furious, he couldn't bring himself to beat Doron in front of her, so he turned his head away angrily, trying to avoid seeing her.

Kule suppressed his anger, turned to Wang Xiuxiu, and said sternly, "Speak! What exactly do you want by going to such lengths to lure my Yun Chuan warriors?"

"It's not a temptation, but a genuine desire to reach an exchange with the Yunchuan tribe."

"Oh? An exchange? What would you like to exchange, young lady?"

Wang Xiuxiu calmly took out a small cloth bag from her bosom and said with a smile, "Spices. I would like to exchange spices for medicinal herbs and furs from your region. Perhaps Yunchuan has far more resources than these, but we can discuss those later."

"This is only a part of it. I have many more spices. If you would like, I can send someone to bring you others to see."

After saying that, she gently opened the bag she was holding and handed it forward.

Doron, who was standing to the side, was quick-witted and reached out to take the bag first.

He first sniffed the spice bag, carefully examined it, and only after repeatedly checking and confirming that everything was correct did he hand it to his father beside him.

"Father, I've already checked it, there's no problem."

Doron reported the situation to his father, while Kuller stared at his somewhat reckless and foolish son for a long time, secretly wondering if he should find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.

However, business was more important at the moment, so he suppressed the urge to punch someone and focused his attention on Wang Xiuxiu in front of him.

Kule once again sized up the seemingly frail yet shrewd woman before him, and after a moment of silence, asked, "Young lady, you entrust the spices to us so readily? Aren't you afraid I'll double-cross you?"

Faced with such a slightly threatening question, Wang Xiuxiu smiled slightly.

“I am an upright and honest businessman with a clean background. Even if you did keep my things, it should be a fair transaction. How can you say it’s ‘black’?”

Suddenly changing the subject, Wang Xiuxiu parted her lips and continued, "Putting aside the fact that your Yunchuan people have always acted with integrity, from the perspective of long-term interests alone, no one would be satisfied with such a short-sighted one-off deal. Don't you agree?"

Kuller was quite pleased and gently stroked the few strands of gray beard on his chin.

After quite a while, I finally snapped out of my daze and couldn't help but think to myself: Oh dear! This little brat is trying to flatter me in every way possible!

However, as the saying goes, "one doesn't hit a smiling face," and since she was being so clever and flattering, he really felt embarrassed to directly refute her.

Thinking of this, Kule also put away his serious expression, turned to look at Doron beside him, and asked, "Is this thing called spice really as magical as you describe?"

Hearing his father's question, Doron nodded hurriedly and replied, "Father, you don't know, they put this on the meat, and the taste after roasting it is really extraordinary!"

Doron spoke with great enthusiasm, which only fueled Kuller's growing curiosity.

"Very well, since that's the case, then you will personally handle it in front of me today. If the finished product is as you say, I will seriously consider making a deal with you."

"Alright, Chief Kule, please prepare some fresh meat for us!"

"This is easy to handle. I will immediately send someone to hunt the freshest game. But if you cannot produce something satisfactory, you will have to leave my Yunchuan tribe's territory immediately!"