Mu Huan and a few others were surrounded by the yellow-robed old man and a group of sand soldiers and were taken to the main hall.
They were indeed descendants of the fallen gods. Not only was the gate unbearable, but the main hall was also incredibly shabby. This reminded Mu Huan of their previous day trip to the temple. It was truly true that there was no harm without comparison! The disparity was stark and stark.
"Chief, the person has been brought here!" The person sitting at the top exuded a faint sense of oppression, and was intimidating without even getting angry. No wonder the old man in the yellow robe was so respectful and didn't dare to be arrogant at all.
The person sitting there said nothing. Looking against the light, it was a little hard to see clearly. Was this a trick? Or was it just a show-off?
"Huanhuan, you, why are you here?" An unexpected cry came from the side. Mu Huan turned his head and looked over, and unexpectedly saw a bunch of people, oh no! A bunch of familiar people!!! Oh my god!
When she saw Cang Hu and a group of acquaintances, Mu Huan's heart collapsed for a moment. She thought that they were the only ones assigned to this area, but she didn't expect that they were caught just because they were one step slower than others!
"So, you young guests know each other? It's a great honor for us to meet each other." The clan leader, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. Coming down from his high seat, he looked like a kind and amiable old man, unless you ignored the calculation in his eyes.
"The clan leader is worthy of being the heir appointed by the God of Sand. Even drinking tea is so grand!" Between the lines, it is Mu Huan's "highest regards" to the clan leader!
But having sat in high office for so many years, how could the Sand God Clan leader not hear the sarcasm in Mu Huan's words? However, since the goal had not yet been achieved, it was unwise to tear the relationship apart too early!
"Hahaha!" The tribe leader laughed, seemingly playing dumb, as if he didn't understand what Mu Huan was saying. "The Sand God Tribe hasn't had any guests in a while, so the people down there are a little excited. Their behavior may be a little inappropriate, so I hope everyone will understand."
His tone was full of scolding towards his subordinates, but in fact he was just brushing aside what they had done. As they were just children, it was inevitable that they would make mistakes.
"I don't deserve your understanding. It was us who trespassed into the Sand God Clan. I hope the clan leader won't mind!" Mu Qing grabbed Mu Huan's sleeve, indicating that he, as the eldest brother, should face it.
Mu Huan nodded silently, took a step back, and stood behind Mu Qing with Tan Tai Luo.
"Of course not. It is an honor for our clan to have you all here!" Who doesn't know how to be polite? It went back and forth like this, neither of them giving in.
"Then may I ask, clan leader, what are you doing?" Mu Qing pointed to a corner on one side of the hall, where the people from their academy were sitting. They seemed to be free from any restraints, but it was obvious that they had lost even the most basic ability to move.
"Oh! These young friends were naturally invited to drink tea as well, but they had never told me before about their encounter with the Climbing Spirit Ants. The food of our Sand God Clan contains ingredients that can suppress the scent of the Climbing Spirit Ants. Since they were contaminated with the scent of the Climbing Spirit Ants, it was naturally suppressed by the substances in the tea."
There was not a single flaw in the explanation, worthy of a man who was the leader of a tribe. There was no mistake between the lines, and it made people feel an inexplicable trust.
Could it be that they were all tricked this way? Impossible, no one is so stupid. Mu Huan thought, it seems that since Cang Hu called him just now, he has not made any sound. Could it be that even his language ability has been controlled?
What kind of race the Sand Gods are is truly unfathomable.
Mu Huan tugged at Mu Qing's sleeve from behind, signaling him to wait and see what happened.
Mu Qing nodded gently. They had done these little tricks countless times, so naturally others couldn't see it.
"Then we guess we can't drink the patriarch's tea!" Mu Qing smiled, but that smile concealed extreme coldness.
"Oh?" The patriarch was stunned for a moment, as if he had not yet reacted to the meaning of Mu Qing's words.
"When we came here, we were ambushed by the Climbing Spirit Ants and fell into the muddy river in the desert. It was very difficult for us to get out. Naturally, our bodies were contaminated with a lot of the Climbing Spirit Ants' scent, so of course we can't drink your tea." The Sand God Clan is too weird, so it's better to avoid touching anything here.
It seemed that the patriarch was not expecting to be refuted by his own words. He was a little angry, but he did not express it in the end.
"Of course, my friend's health is the most important thing!" This group of people is really difficult to deal with! I have to find another way to make them submit. After all, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens cannot afford any mistakes.
"May I ask, clan leader, is there no way to alleviate the discomfort that my friends are suffering from the diet of your clan?" Mu Qing was calm and composed. Let's see how long you can keep up this mask?
It has to be said that Mu Qing had been with Mu Huan and Tan Tai Luo for a long time, and had been infected by their ruffian temperament. Sometimes the temperament he displayed lacked his gentle and elegant demeanor.
“…” Then you have stumped the patriarch!
After years of living in the Sand God Clan, no matter how cunning one is, one is ultimately no match for the cunning minds of those outside. The Sand God Clan is isolated from the outside world, and the knowledge they receive is all ancient content passed down from ancient times. Therefore, facing the continuous bombardment of Mu Qing and Mu Huan, the clan leader is somewhat overwhelmed.
Of course, this does not include those people in the corner who only use force to solve problems.
"My dear friend! It's not that I don't want to save you, but we have no other choice. Since the diet was created, we never thought that there would be so many accidents. We use it to deal with the enemy, so how could we leave hidden dangers for ourselves? So we simply didn't develop the relevant antidote!" The patriarch moved him with emotion, and he almost cried and complained with tears and snot.
If I didn’t know you were not a good person, I would have almost believed your lies!
"Okay!" What else could Mu Qing say? Since they had already said so, he was too embarrassed to ask any further. So he could only let them down for now and talk about it after these things were resolved!
"Huanhuan, could this also be part of the assessment?" Tan Tailuo lowered her voice and asked in a voice that only she and Mu Huan could hear.
"No! Even if the academy is extremely powerful, it can't interfere with the ancient gods! And have you forgotten the life and death agreement we signed when we came here?"
Once a life-or-death agreement is signed, your fate is sealed. Even if you perish in the secret realm, you bear all the consequences alone and cannot blame others.
Tan Tai Luo shut up and forgot about it.
On second thought, the academy really doesn't have the ability to control the ancient battlefield and the ancient gods.
"In short, our college has become a hodgepodge of dishes from the same pot!" They are all put in one place, and so many people have lost their ability to speak and move. Now they are like "waste" who can't do anything.
Tan Tai Luo sighed in his heart!
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