The female orc looked excited.
Bei Yutang immediately put down the herbs he was fiddling with and walked over to take their pulses. Their pulses were gradually stabilizing. This was a sign of improvement, indicating that the medicine he had developed was effective.
"Can they get better?" The female looked at her excitedly.
Bei Yutang nodded at her, "Yes."
"Really?! That's great." The female screamed excitedly in the house.
Bei Yutang suddenly thought of something and said to her, "You stay here and take care of it. I'll go out for a while."
"good."
Bei Yutang hurried out of the wooden house and headed straight towards the tribe’s gate.
By the time Bei Yutang arrived at the gate, several major tribes, led by the Sanshi tribe, had stopped their attacks. Something seemed to have happened on the opposite side, and the leaders of several major tribes were arguing there.
Yan Meng tilted his head, "Why are you here?"
As if afraid that she would worry, he said to her, "We are here."
Bei Yutang nodded and said, "I feel relieved with you guys here. However, I came here for another matter."
Yan Meng and a group of elders looked at Bei Yutang.
Bei Yutang said slowly, "The Dark River Tribe and the others were wrong to indiscriminately attack our Chifeng Tribe. This lesson is enough. However, we cannot let the Sanshi Tribe, the culprits who instigated them, go free."
After hearing what she said, everyone hated the Sanshi tribe to the core and wanted to destroy it right away.
"Let's rush over now and wipe out those people from the Sanshi tribe."
"Yes, rush over and kill them."
Bei Yutang raised her hand to interrupt them. "If you want to take revenge on them, there's more to it than just fighting and killing. Meng, come here. I have something to tell you."
When the two of them reached a corner, Bei Yutang whispered, "Now tell the people of the Dark River Tribe that our Chifeng Tribe's wizards can heal those suffering from serious illnesses. Also, tell them that the Sanshi Tribe is the culprit, the tribe haunted by the God of Misfortune."
Yan Meng immediately understood her intention. This would allow the Sanshi tribe to suffer the consequences without any effort.
The two of them walked back to the main gate of the tribe. Yan Meng walked forward and shouted to the leaders of the several major tribes who were hesitating to move forward, "If you want to attack, you are welcome to do so at any time. But there is one thing I must ask clearly. Why are you attacking our tribe?"
This was a question that Yan Meng asked even though he knew the answer.
The leaders of the several major tribes, who were arguing endlessly, stopped arguing when they heard Yan Meng's words. The leaders of the Anhe and other major tribes remained silent, but the leaders of the Sanshi tribe confidently stated, "Yan Meng is the God of Misfortune. This strange disease is all your fault. It's you who brought this upon us. Only by killing you can it be quelled."
Hearing this, Yan Meng did not get angry. Instead, he asked the people from the Dark River tribes, "You also think so, which is why you attacked our Chifeng tribe."
No one from the major tribes responded; silence was the best response.
Yan Meng said coldly, "If I am a person with bad luck, someone who brings misfortune to others, why are the people in my tribe living well and free of disease?"
When these words were spoken, the orcs were all stunned, obviously they had not thought of this.
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