"Have all the tribesmen returned home?"
In the ancestral hall, Chen Xingzhen asked Chen Tianjing and others beside him.
"Chief, all the tribe members who were away from home have returned, and all the major villages have received the rice distributed by the tribe. Now only Qingyu has not received any news."
Chen Xingzhen nodded slightly when he heard this.
Ploughing in spring, weeding in summer, harvesting in autumn and storing in winter. Although the tribe cannot do much in winter, it allows the members to devote themselves to martial arts.
As for Chen Qingyu, it is too late to worry now. We can only hope that he can get back to the family before the mountain is blocked by heavy snow.
But after the snow falls, Chen Xingzhen’s previous plan will be ruined.
Although the family is no longer afraid of wind and snow, the same cannot be said for the many villages surrounding the Mass Grave Mountain.
The accumulated snow blocked the roads, which meant the tribe couldn't contact the various villages, so the previous idea naturally wouldn't work.
This was something he had neglected.
Now we can only wait until the snow stops before making any plans.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Xingzhen turned around and said:
"In the next few days, you will be responsible for the training of the warriors in the tribe. In a few days, you can also assess how well the tribe members have learned their fighting skills."
He did not forget the promise he made before and gave rewards to the first three people.
However, considering the relationship between realms, warriors in the Blood Coagulation Realm will not be tested.
"Yes, Patriarch."
After several clansmen left, Chen Xingzhen turned his gaze back to the family sacred tree and worshiped it devoutly.
The sacred tree has played an indispensable role in the family’s current success.
In the coming year, the family will surely offer more sacrifices.
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