Black Wind Tribe.

This was a tribe that Li Qing found very prosperous. It exuded youthful vitality from the inside out. The tribe was mostly populated by young people. From a distance, Li Qing could see many young warriors practicing punches under the guidance of some middle-aged warriors, or practicing sparring with each other to improve their personal abilities.

These people have no worries about food and drink, which makes them work extra hard when they practice. Perhaps there is some "bloodline" influencing them. Li Qing even saw a child who was a few years younger than himself practicing weightlifting while holding a huge tree trunk with both hands.

The Black Wind Tribe covers a very large area and looks extremely magnificent. Compared with the Red Flower Tribe, it's like comparing a 50 or 60 square meter affordable house to a small villa with a two-story building that covers more than 100 square meters. They are not even in the same league.

Besides the young warriors training, some women and children in the tribe were making bows and arrows for battle.

Li Qing couldn't help but sigh with envy. The Red Flower Tribe was short of materials, and even the bows and arrows they usually used were leftovers from the Black Wind Tribe. Moreover, after they finished shooting, they couldn't bear to throw them away. Instead, they would sneak back to the battlefield after the battle to retrieve the bows and arrows and continue using them. Unless the bows and arrows were really too dull to be used, they would never waste them. This also meant that the Red Flower Tribe mostly used relatively heavy melee weapons like stone axes to fight enemies, and they couldn't bear to use bows at all. After all, once the bows and arrows were used up, they were gone forever.

It's no wonder that a tribe that so highly values ​​combat and has an exceptionally high average strength has become one of the top three tribes.

Not only that, the Black Wind Tribe is also very vigilant. They have sent a large number of people to patrol around the tribe. There are their people everywhere around the tribe. These people all look like the elite of the Black Wind Tribe. Each of them has dark skin, a huge axe hanging on their back, a bow hanging at their waist, and several bows and arrows hidden on the other side. They are mostly in small groups of two, which allows them to notify their brothers at the first moment when they encounter danger and react as quickly as possible.

As soon as Li Qing approached the Black Wind Tribe, several people ran towards him. After maintaining a certain distance from Li Qing, they stopped, took out their bows, and aimed them at him.

Li Qing intentionally slowed down as he approached the vicinity of the Black Wind Tribe. To some extent, this would prevent the Black Wind Tribe members from being too wary of him. Imagine if Li Qing had swaggered around arrogantly in the vicinity; the Black Wind Tribe's patrols would probably have acted first and reported later—or even skipped the reporting step altogether.

With a grin, Li Qing raised his hands above his head and said innocently, "I have something to discuss with your chieftain."

This gesture clearly possessed a magic that transcended time and space, allowing the patrolling guards to understand its meaning. One of them lowered his bow and arrow, waved to his companion, and cautiously approached Li Qing. After getting closer, he stopped and asked in confusion, "From the Red Flower Tribe?"

"Yes."

Looking down at the big black dog, the man chuckled and said, "I remember this big black dog. So, you're its owner, Wheat?"

"Um."

Li Qing deliberately forced a fawning smile: "I've come to your tribe today because I have something extremely important and urgent to tell you."

"Oh, what is it? Wait... how come you're still alive? Your tribe should have been conquered by our tribe long ago."

“That’s strange. Your sudden appearance here in our tribe reminded me that Thornface and the others haven’t been back for a long time.”

"What happened? Did something happen to Ci-Mian and his men? That's impossible! Even when Yong was still alive, your tribe couldn't have wiped out Ci-Mian's entire force!"

"wheat!"

The man with a similar buzz cut grabbed Li Qing by both shoulders.

"Tell me, what did you do to the pierced face?!"

"Well……"

Li Qing deliberately feigned weakness, swaying back and forth as the crew-cut man grabbed her, and said listlessly, "I can only tell your chief about this."

The man with the buzz cut, speaking in a high-pitched voice, slowly approached Li Qing, aiming his bow at Li Qing's face.

"Do you think you can just see the chief whenever you want?"

The light from the arrowheads, refracted by the sun, was so bright that Li Qing could barely open his eyes. He couldn't help but admire in his heart that the materials the Black Wind Tribe used to make bows and arrows were really good, completely different from the "second-hand" bows and arrows that the Red Flower Tribe was picking up from their tribe!

"Could it be that the guy with the tattooed face is dead?"

"He turned his head and asked his companion," the man with the buzz cut asked.

The eunuch's voice was somewhat uncertain: "Mao, you should know very well how strong Ci Mian is. He may be impulsive at times, but he is definitely not a brute like Chu."

Mao, the crew-cut man, understood what the eunuch voice meant. He meant that if the Red Flower Tribe truly possessed such strength, Mao would certainly not have lingered in battle upon discovering it, but would have immediately made the right decision to run away. However, all the men he sent out were wiped out... This was absolutely unacceptable. He himself found it hard to believe that the Red Flower Tribe could actually possess such power!

Mao's tone became more threatening: "If you don't tell us how Ci Mian is doing today, you're not leaving here!"

“Po,” Mao said, turning his head. “If this kid dares to make a move, don’t hesitate, just shoot him dead right here. Tch, he’s wandered into our tribe by mistake, he’s just asking for death!”

Pi nodded and sneered, "Don't worry, with me here, even if he manages to break free from you, I can guarantee you that he won't last ten steps before he becomes a corpse."

After they finished speaking, they both looked at Li Qing.

It seems that their conversation just now had a significant "pressure" effect on Li Qing, so now Li Qing would have no choice but to obediently give in.

Li Qing ignored their verbal sparring, a slight smile playing on his lips as he said mockingly, "Is this how you treat prisoners?"

"What?"

“I mean, if you really kill me,” Li Qing pointed to his neck and tilted his head back, “then you’ll never know how Spiked Face died, or who killed Spiked Face. Uh… Of course, if you’re like Big Black and can understand what Big Black is saying, then go ahead and kill me, hehehe.”

This is tantamount to implying that if they kill Li Qing, they are nothing but dogs.

That wasn't the most important thing; what kept echoing in their ears was Li Qing's previous sentence.

He stabbed himself in the face and died.

In other words, the reason why Ci Mian and his team have not returned for so long is because they have been completely wiped out!

Mao and He's expressions gradually darkened. Mao gritted his teeth and asked, word by word, "What did you just say? Say it again if you dare."

Kodo said, "I hope you won't play such a silly joke on us."