Tian Sifei walked slowly forward, and the ambassadors of various ethnic groups and the Shu ethnic officials gathered around to greet him. He smiled and nodded in response to each one, but sometimes he would stop and chat with a familiar monster for a few more words. Mi Hu and the ambassador he was accompanying also came over.
The ambassador grasped one of Tian Sifei's hands with both of his and bowed at a 90-degree angle. Tian Sifei looked at him with a smile and said something. Suddenly, the surrounding monsters burst into laughter, and then everyone automatically made way for Mimi, who was being helped by her subordinates.
Tian Sifei and Mimi clasped hands tightly and exchanged pleasantries for a while until Mihu reminded them. Then, the two walked hand in hand, chatting and laughing, to the main dining table. Mimi led Tian Sifei to sit down at the table on the left.
After Tian Sifei arrived, fewer and fewer ambassadors from various ethnic groups arrived. Moreover, every ambassador who came later, when he found that he was later than Tian Sifei, was extremely embarrassed and hurriedly ran to the main table to greet Tian Sifei and Mimi with a guilty expression for a long time before going to his own seat.
Wang Yao noticed that the ambassadors from various ethnic groups generally sat on the side opposite him in the banquet hall, while the officials from the Shu ethnic group mostly sat on his side, showing him their thick or thin backs of their heads.
Besides the Shu ethnic official and himself, who was disguised as a Mao ethnic monk, there were two other monks sitting on Wang Yao's side. They sat silently on either side of Wang Yao, and like Wang Yao, they did not take the initiative to join in the fun even when Tian Sifei arrived.
At this moment, whether on Wang Yao's side or the opposite side, near the central aisle of the banquet hall, the first one or two rows of dining tables were mostly empty.
A Hu ethnic diplomat who accompanied Tian Sifei sat in the corner of the second row opposite.
"Why hasn't Qinghe arrived yet? Could something have gone wrong?" Wang Yao grew increasingly anxious as he watched the growing number of monsters gathering in the banquet hall. Logically, Qinghe should have no problem entering the island in the middle of the lake, since the Mao clan had already made arrangements beforehand.
But now it has been a long time since the time for the car to be handed over. In terms of travel time, Qinghe should have arrived long ago. Wang Yao anxiously looked at the guests sitting or standing in the banquet hall, whispering to each other in twos and threes, and suddenly noticed an interesting phenomenon.
It seems that the Yi Clan, Huang Clan, and other clans from the Eastern Continent were not invited to this welcome banquet. Does this mean that the Liang Clan's joining the clan alliance has not yet been decided? Just as he was wondering about this, he suddenly heard shouts from in front of the gate again.
"Welcome Ambassador Tang Youde of the Huang ethnic group to the Shu ethnic group!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yao's spirits lifted. He looked up and saw a large, fat man with a sly smile on his face scurrying into the banquet hall and heading straight for the main table. He brushed past Mi Hu, who had come to greet him, as if he hadn't even noticed him.
Tang Youde rushed to the main dining table, bowed deeply to Tian Sifei, and then stood up, shaking his head and gesturing wildly as he spoke to Tian Sifei, just like a big, fat boy seeing his mother. Wang Yao couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
It seems that the Huang Clan's allegiance to the tribal alliance is not just a simple matter of spirits taking the initiative to sow discord. The relationship between Tang Youde and Tian Sifei seems to be quite unusual.
"Welcome to the delegation of the Shu tribe from the tribal alliance, including Qianqiu, Miaorong, and Sun Xingshi!" Tang Youde was still lingering in front of Tian Sifei when another call came from the gate. Tian Sifei and Mimi hurriedly stood up upon hearing the call.
A large group of monsters dressed in various styles poured into the gate. The one in the lead was not old, and looked to be only about twenty years old. He had a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, but his expression was very arrogant. Wang Yao saw that he was wearing a tight-fitting jacket and guessed that this was probably Qianqiu.
This Qianqiu belongs to the same clan as Qianmian, the chieftain of the Hu tribe. Although he doesn't look very old, his status is probably much more noble. As for the old monk behind him, wearing a black robe and with eyes that seem unable to open, he is probably from the Mao tribe.
But did he know if his name was Miao Rong or Sun Xingshi? Wang Yao suddenly felt a chill, and another question popped into his mind. There were fifty-eight members of this tribal alliance delegation. Although they came from different tribes, most of them looked like humans. How could he tell them apart?
They said they wanted to slaughter the tribal alliance delegation, but there was a difference. The Mao and Liang tribes in the tribal alliance delegation could not be killed, but he really couldn't recognize who the Liang tribesmen were. Moreover, it was hard to guarantee that some Mao tribesmen wouldn't dress up as monks like Mi Hu.
Wouldn't that make it easy to kill the wrong person?
Furthermore, are there any other ethnic groups on the mainland who are loyal to the Han but actually serving the Cao Cao? Should we make further choices? Would it be too rash to make such a major decision on my own?
Upon thinking of this, Wang Yao immediately became restless. He regretted not having found time to report to the fairy beforehand. If he killed the wrong demon and affected the fairy's plan, it would be a matter of great responsibility.
Damn it, after being in the system for so long, he actually forgot about the self-protective technique of reporting everything!
Wang Yao looked around anxiously, wanting to find a chance to leave the banquet hall and call the fairy to report. But he saw that all the demons in the hall were gathered there, and there was a lot of laughter and joy.
All the guests were focused on the newly arrived tribal alliance delegation, and even the two Mao tribe monks beside them were keeping a close eye on them.
It seemed that no one noticed Wang Yao. Wang Yao noticed that there were two small doors on either side of the center of the hall used for serving and passing dishes. He immediately stood up, lowered his head, and hurriedly walked towards the small door on his side.
"Welcome Shu ethnic chief Qiao Bushi, Shu ethnic foreign affairs minister Ge Dazhuang, Shu ethnic defense minister Qiao Youli... Liang ethnic ambassador to Shu ethnic group Luo Nairong!" Another scream rang out.
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