It’s not that Han Cheng refused to hug the leader of the Fire Tribe, but that he had something to hide.

His height is still his weakness. Facing the leader of the Fire Tribe who is a head taller than him, this kind of hug to express his passion has to be like a little bird.

Thinking of that scene, Han Cheng's forehead was full of black lines.

Moreover, the leader of the Fire Tribe maintained the usual style of primitive people, which was not to take a bath very often.

Dirty all over, he saw with his own eyes a pair of fleas crawling out from deep in the hair of the leader of the Fire Tribe, and accomplished a good deed in full view of everyone...

I really can't bring myself to hug him at this moment.

A handshake is better.

Sure enough, the leader of the Fire Tribe was quickly led astray by Han Cheng's solemn expression and seemingly serious posture.

She no longer thought about hugging Han Cheng, and followed Han Cheng's movements, using this strange, yet seemingly higher-level handshake that she had never seen before, in a somewhat stiff and awkward manner.

“￥#34~!”

The primitive people didn't beat around the bush. After a brief meeting, the leader of the Fire Tribe couldn't wait to ask about the cure.

Although Han Cheng didn't understand what the Fire Tribe leader said, he knew what he meant from his actions and previous events.

He nodded vigorously and handed the small bundle of dried Bupleurum roots in his hand to the leader of the Fire Tribe with a smile.

The leader of the Fire Tribe had been staring at Han Cheng after asking the question. When he saw Han Cheng nod, he was surprised and happy.

This leader, who was obviously just a minor, actually cured the disease that they regarded as a scourge!

The rest of the Fire Tribe people couldn't help but cheer, and looked at Han Cheng with sparkling eyes, especially the female primitives.

The leader of the Fire Tribe took the small bundle of dried Bupleurum roots from Han Cheng, held it in his hands like a treasure, and looked at it carefully, fearing that it might be damaged.

The rest of the Fire Tribe members also turned their eyes to the small bundle of Bupleurum roots, wanting to see this treasure that could cure diseases and save lives.

"￥%53^..."

The leader of the Fire Tribe looked at it for a while, then suddenly looked at Han Cheng and spoke, pointing his finger at the Bupleurum root in his hand.

Han Cheng smiled. Those who could become tribal leaders were not stupid and knew how to get to the bottom of things.

He turned around and waved behind him, and Liang came over holding a clay pot.

In the pottery jar is planted a Bupleurum chinense plant that had just been transplanted from Wangdong Mountain.

It is better to teach people how to fish than to give them fish. It is better to let the Fire Tribe know about Bupleurum chinense than to give them a small bundle of dried Bupleurum chinense.

“Well, it was dug out from here.”

Han Cheng pointed to the bundle of dried bupleurum roots in the Fire Tribe leader's hand, then pointed to the bupleurum planted in the pottery jar and said to him.

The leader of the Fire Tribe took the pottery jar, looked at the Bupleurum chinense with a few tiny yellow flowers in the jar, pointed to the dried Bupleurum chinense roots in his hand, and tentatively dug the soil with his fingers.

Then he looked at Han Cheng: "￥%6?"

It seems that this guy has already realized that what he has in his hand is the root of this plant.

Han Cheng smiled and nodded vigorously.

The Fire Tribe leader smiled even more broadly, and looked at the healing plant carefully as if it were a priceless treasure.

A woman from the Fire Tribe not far away looked at the plant with a puzzled look on her face.

She had seen this thing before, and there were quite a lot of them, not too far from their cave.

She had tried it before, but it didn't taste very good.

Can something like this be used to treat a disease that requires one to be thrown into a fire and burned to death?

“￥%#…”

She came up to the leader of the Fire Tribe, observed the Bupleurum closely, and after confirming that it was the same kind of grass she had seen, she began to speak to the leader of the Fire Tribe.

Some women from the Fire Tribe nearby who heard her words also remembered the plants after she reminded them. They usually collected and dug wild vegetables around the tribe, and knew more about these than the average male primitive people.

"￥#4?"

After listening to what these people in the tribe said, the leader of the Fire Tribe vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a patch of such plants growing not far from his tribe.

Could something so common and visible cure such a dreaded disease?

How is this possible!

Could it be that the underage leader of this water tribe was lying to himself?

The words of the female primitive in the tribe calmed him down from the joy of having obtained the precious medicine for the first time.

He kept looking at Han Cheng and others, but did not see the sick tribesman who was taken away by them.

I guess that tribe member is already dead.

This tribe coming out of the water was really deceiving themselves!

Using this worthless grass as medicine to treat diseases!

Most primitive people are not very straightforward. Good is good and bad is bad. In contrast to their straightforwardness, they are extremely disgusted with being deceived.

So the leader of the Fire Tribe became angry.

The Bupleurum root, which he had just held carefully in his hands for fear of damaging it, was thrown to the ground with force.

"#￥￥~!"

He glared and shouted angrily at Han Cheng.

Those people from the Fire Tribe, who had seemed very relaxed just now, also clenched their weapons and followed their leader's example, looking angrily at the people from the Green Bird Tribe.

Women can really do bad things.

The good situation just now was completely ruined by that woman's few words!

Han Cheng, who didn't know what exactly happened, thought this in his mind as he pulled Bai Xue back.

The people of the Green Bird Tribe who followed were equally unwilling to be outdone. After discovering that the Fire Tribe had become unfriendly, the Rattan Shield Team who had been standing aside in advance immediately raised their rattan shields in front of them, separating Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei from the people of the Fire Tribe and protecting them behind them.

Shang brought several members of the spear team to the back of the shield team and pointed their sharp spear tips at the people of the Fire Tribe not far in front of them.

Junior Brother Sha also led the archers to draw their longbows, aiming the sharp bone arrows at the people of the Fire Tribe. The bows were like full moons, ready to be fired!

The six people who stayed on the boat also reacted at this time and drew their bows and arrows.

The harmonious situation just now suddenly became tense.

If a real fight breaks out, the people of the Fire Tribe won't gain any advantage. However, starting a war for no reason is such a damn loss, as they came here with full sincerity.

"Brother Cheng, I'm going to..."

Just when an armed conflict was about to break out, Snow White, who had been silent until then, suddenly spoke and struggled to move forward.

Han Cheng held her tightly, preventing her from moving. At this time, the situation ahead was too dangerous.

"Brother Cheng, they are looking for me..."

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Bai Xuemei no longer cared about her fear and spoke to Han Cheng anxiously while struggling.

Han Cheng got even angrier when he heard this. Damn it, he really guessed it right. This damn tribe really wanted to break up the couple!