Chapter 535 The Chief's Heavy Plea

Su Nuan walked quickly outside, raised her head and blew a clear whistle.

A moment later, Feixue's huge figure swooped down from the night sky and landed steadily in front of her.

Feixue shook its wings and hummed softly, seeming a little reluctant. After all, it had just returned not long ago and hadn't had a good rest yet, but it had to set off again.

Su Nuan reached out and touched Feixue's neck, her tone gentle and coaxing: "Okay, I know you're tired. When we get there, how about I make you a roasted whole lamb?"

When Feixue heard this, a glint of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she hummed softly, as if to say, "That's more like it!"

Su Nuan chuckled, turned over and rode on Feixue's back, patting its neck: "Let's go to the tribe to find the chief."

Feixue spread its huge wings, flapped them violently, and instantly rushed into the night sky.

The night wind whistled past, and Su Nuan bent down to reduce the discomfort of the wind hitting her body.

Not long after, Feixue carried Su Nuan to the sky above the tribe.

Su Nuan looked down, her heart suddenly tensing. Normally, the tribe would light several bonfires, both to protect against wild animals and for vigilance.

But today, there was only one campfire burning weakly in the entire tribe, making it seem particularly deserted.

"What's going on?" Su Nuan muttered to herself, with an uneasy premonition in her heart.

Could it be that Ling Yun's men have already been here? Were the tribesmen captured, or...

She didn't dare to think further, and subconsciously shook her head, praying silently in her heart: "I hope they were just arrested, and nothing will happen..."

Feixue hummed softly and slowly landed beside the campfire. It folded its wings gently, bringing up a breeze that made the campfire sway.

Su Nuan jumped off Feixue's back, took a deep breath, and fixed her eyes on the stilt house not far away.

A faint light shone from the building, and Su Nuan recognized it at a glance. It was the soft light emitted by the night pearl she had once given to the chief.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace. When she stepped on the old stairs, the wooden boards made a creaking sound, which was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

The chief's lazy voice came from the stilt house, with a hint of nonchalance: "Who is it?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Su Nuan felt relieved, at least the chief was safe and sound.

However, she soon became alert again because the chief was speaking the official language, not the tribal language.

This means that the chief must have had recent contact with other Yuan people, otherwise he would not respond in this way.

Su Nuan's heart tightened, and he quickly said, "Chief, it's me, Su Nuan."

The door creaked open, and the chief stood at the doorway, her eyes searching, but she said nothing. She stepped aside, motioning Su Nuan to come in.

Su Nuan walked into the room and quickly scanned the surroundings. The furnishings in the room remained the same, except for the addition of a bamboo bed covered with a cool bamboo mat.

The chief lazily returned to the bed and sat cross-legged. She supported her head with one hand and asked casually, "Why are you here?"

Su Nuan did not answer immediately, but looked the chief up and down, confirming that there were no signs of injury on her body, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked quickly to the chief and asked anxiously, "Has anyone been here during this time?"

The chief nodded, his expression still lazy, as if he was talking about something insignificant. "Yes, but I fooled them away, and now they are going to attack the surrounding tribes."

Su Nuan was shocked when she heard this and quickly asked, "Did they give you any trouble?"

The chief raised his eyebrows, a meaningful smile on his lips: "Why, you know them?"

Su Nuan knew that the chief was resentful, so she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Chief, I'm glad you're okay. What chances do they have of winning if they attack other tribes?"

She knew what the chief liked, so she took out fruit, wine and some dried meat.

The chief gave her a look that said, "You're smart." He reached out and grabbed the small jar of wine, took a few swigs, and then said, "Your people may not be able to get anything out of it if they go there."

The chief put down the wine jar and picked up the dried meat to chew. He asked, "You didn't come here just to ask me this, did you?"

Su Nuan nodded: "Yes, I would like to ask for your help to stabilize the surrounding tribes."

"I know the tribe here is short of food, so I provide the seeds and the tribe provides the labor, and we split the harvest 50-50."

The chief's tribe had no shortage of food. A sly look flashed in her eyes. "I have a condition."

Su Nuan felt that the chief was a little strange at the moment. She always looked cheerful before, but now she was very serious.

"you say."

The chief's voice was low and solemn, as if every word carried a heavy weight: "I want you to help me find someone named 'Ye Xiao'."

Su Nuan's brows furrowed slightly, her curiosity piqued. She couldn't help but ask, "Who is this person? Is he related to Ye Suifeng?"

She vaguely remembered that the chief had mentioned that Ye Suifeng's parents were from the north and seemed to have passed away, but she didn't pay much attention to the specific details at the time. Now, when she thought about it, she felt that her memory was a little fuzzy.

The chief's face suddenly darkened, and a trace of unconcealable sadness flashed in his eyes.

She was silent for a moment before she slowly spoke, her voice filled with suppressed pain: "He is Ye Suifeng's uncle... He is also the one who kidnapped my little daughter."

Su Nuan was stunned when she heard this, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't find the right words to respond.

After a long while, Su Nuan asked in a low voice: "Then... has your daughter ever come back?"

The chief shook his head, his eyes dim and his tone was filled with deep helplessness and pain: "No, over the years, Ye Xiao seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth and has never appeared again."

Su Nuan felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She could feel the heavy maternal love and endless regret in the chief's words.

She took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Chief, don't worry, I will definitely help you find Ye Xiao, and I will also do my best to help you find your daughter."

The chief raised his head and looked at Su Nuan, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, but more of a complicated emotion.

She said softly, "Thank you, Su Nuan. I know this is not easy, but... this is my only wish."

Su Nuan nodded, her tone firm: "I understand. No matter how difficult it is, I will try my best."

She vaguely felt that there was an unusual heaviness in the chief's tone, as if he was giving his final instructions.

She couldn't help but want to ask, what on earth made the chief think that she would not live long?

However, before she could finish her words, a sudden loud noise outside interrupted her thoughts.

Mandarin and tribal language were intertwined, and there was a sense of haste in the chaos, as if something urgent had happened.

Su Nuan immediately became alert and quickly walked to the window to look out.