Even in the Chinese auction market, this would be the kind of item that has a price but no market.
The Great Yue Clan is clearly such an impoverished tribe, so it's somewhat exaggerated that the Moon Falcon, who seems to have some status within the clan, carries such a precious treasure with him.
At this moment, the middle-aged man leading the group seemed to sense something was amiss. He glanced warily at Shen Hou and whispered a few words to Yue Jun.
He shrugged and looked away.
After the tribesmen who had gathered around excitedly carried the wild deer away, Yuejun came over and led Chenqian further inside.
“I must take you to see the clan chief, because you are an outsider, even though you are from one of the five great clans…”
As Yuejun carefully explained, a peculiar glint appeared in his clear eyes.
Shen Qian guessed that the man's reminder must have stirred up some thoughts in her mind, which made her wary.
Continuing forward, the middle-aged man led the two to the deepest part of the narrow valley, where a wide area appeared, shaped like a teardrop.
The open space was surrounded by a fence, and about a hundred people were practicing boxing on the sandy ground, shouting something loudly. Although their boxing techniques were very crude, they were full of momentum and looked quite imposing.
Shen Qian was relieved. He had been wondering where all the young and strong men of the Yuezhi clan had gone, but it turned out they were all gathered here.
The middle-aged man shouted something from the outer perimeter, and then an old man and a burly man walked towards them from the front of the formation.
The old woman was actually a woman, dressed in a well-fitting silk robe and holding a piece of black wooden stick. The young man following behind her was dressed in moon-white clothes, which were the most magnificent clothes he had seen in this clan so far.
The craftsmanship was so exquisite that it was comparable to modern clothing.
Seeing the middle-aged man's respectful expression, Yuejun also became more proper. He realized that the old man and the strong man must be the leaders of the Great Yue Clan.
The old woman walked over, and her slightly cloudy eyes fixed on Shen Qian almost immediately.
"Chief, he..."
Just as Moon Falcon opened its mouth, the clan chief stopped it with a black wooden stick.
Shen Qian also sensed something was amiss. Just as he looked up and met those murky eyes, he heard an old voice say, "Young man, you do not belong here."
Shen Qian was startled, firstly because the Great Yue Clan Chief had revealed his origins almost instantly despite having no information about him, and secondly because what he heard was... the most authentic Chinese language.
How is that possible?
But then, when Shen Qian noticed that Yue Jun and the others beside him all looked normal, he instantly realized what was going on.
This is a telepathic message!
No, that's not right... To be more precise, this is an exchange of spiritual power!
Only through spiritual communication can the old patriarch's thoughts be translated into a language that Chen Qian can directly understand and then transmitted to him.
Shen Qian realized he had misjudged the situation. In his original view, the man in the moon-white robe was probably the strongest in the clan.
After all, based on Chen Qian's perception, the other party was probably only one step away from the Mountain and Sea Realm.
But this old clan chief, who looked frail and weak, actually possessed such profound spiritual attainments.
Although it is true that Shen Qian's mental core is weak at this moment, the fact that he did not see through his opponent at least shows that Shen Qian is inferior to his opponent in terms of mental strength.
“You may call me the Yuezhi, and every chieftain of our tribe will inherit this title.”
While Shen Qian was still in a daze, the Great Moon Clan Chief spoke again.
Shen Qian came to his senses and replied with his mental power: "Greetings, Chief of the Great Yue Clan. My name is Shen Qian. I am indeed not a member of the Five Great Clans. I have come to your noble family to inquire about some matters and have no ill intentions."
"You don't need to explain, I know you meant no harm."
The Yuezhi said calmly, "Welcome to our home, but we can only entertain you until evening. Please understand."
Shen Qian was taken aback, still wondering why the other party seemed unwelcoming, when the Yuezhi said directly, "Please entertain our honored guest, I need to go and rest."
After saying this, the Yuezhi nodded to Chen Qian again, then walked away, leaning on his long black staff.
Yuejun and the others were all taken aback. At this moment, the man dressed in moon-white clothes looked Chen Qian up and down a few times, then frowned and said something.
What followed was a conversation between Yuejun and the man, during which there seemed to be some argument, as the man in white couldn't help but raise his voice a little.
However, the man in the moon-white robes quickly snorted and turned to leave, muttering a dissatisfied remark.
Seemingly sensing that the clan leader and the young man were somewhat unfriendly towards Shen Qian, the middle-aged man simply greeted Shen Qian hastily and quickly left.
In the end, only Chen Qian and Yue Jun were left standing outside the fence, with Yue Jun looking somewhat embarrassed.
"They didn't mean any harm, it's just..."
"I understand, you don't need to explain."
Shen Qian waved his hand, not seeming to care too much.
Given the harsh living conditions of the Yuezhi people, it's understandable that they were highly wary of outsiders.
"The clan chief is always very hospitable to guests, but she might not be feeling well today..."
But for some reason, Yuejun still tried to explain to Chenqian, "As for Brother Yuelang, he's not usually like this, it's just... it's just..."
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