"Your words are laughable. This isn't the first time the Tiger Clan has traded with other tribes. Who doesn't know what kind of people the Tiger Clan are? As for this cloth, we only received it yesterday, and we're giving it to you today. How could we possibly tamper with so much? Besides... the reason you don't dare use it on yourselves is because you know this cloth is poisoned." He coldly said to the orc from the Silkworm Clan.
"The orcs present, I think most of you have obtained this cloth before. Take it out... The fragrance on the cloth is poisonous. If you don't believe me, you can have a female from the Silkworm Tribe use it for three days. Then you will naturally understand whether what I said is true or false," Huo Qiu said coldly.
Upon hearing this, the surrounding orcs' expressions changed. Not everyone in the Tiger Clan took the cloth home; some sold it to other orcs.
Such high-quality material is still in high demand, so someone actually took it. "Canming, I think this way you won't think we tampered with it, right?"
"Silkworm tribe, tell me, is there really something wrong with this thing? You heartless herbivorous beastmen." The expression on the face of the Silkworm tribe beastmen in front of him changed.
Upon hearing this, the people of the Silkworm Tribe turned pale. The beastmen of the Silkworm Tribe were herbivorous beastmen, and although they did not carry those herbs, they did not have an enticing smell.
No matter how you look at it, the food from the Silkworm Tribe wouldn't taste good. Under these circumstances, the people of the Silkworm Tribe can travel around. In addition, the Silkworm Tribe's cloth is the best fabric, and they are welcomed wherever they go, so their status is not low.
Everyone in the Silkworm Tribe looked grim. "Since you've gone this far, take everyone back and interrogate them properly. We, the Tiger Tribe, are not to be trifled with either. You've brought us poisonous things; I think you're planning to wipe out our Tiger Tribe."
Canming lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly. When he looked at Huoqiu in front of him, he said, "Yes, I poisoned it. I came here with a purpose. Do you all want to know why our Canming tribe came here?"
Hearing this, Huo Qiu couldn't help but frown, understanding what the other person was trying to say. "You mean to say that our tribe has dragon beastmen? Who would believe you for that?"
"I'm not saying this, but your Tiger Clan tribe has dragon beastmen. You probably don't know, but the reason why the little beastmen in the Tiger Clan tribe can break through the limit of beast transformation is mostly because of the beast blood of these dragon tribes." Canming said as he looked at everyone.
"Don't you want it? If you capture the orcs of this dragon tribe, the Eastern Dragon, and take them back, then none of your tribes will need to worry about their children being unable to transform into beastmen." Canming said ferociously, looking at everyone in front of him.
“Well said, that’s quite good. Ancient myths are really fascinating.” Haitang walked out from a short distance away. “I don’t know why you think our tribe became like this by drinking my men’s blood. In that case, let’s test it out, Little Dragon…”
The blood from Dongfanglong's body is not very useful, because bloodline is inherent, and the blood that flows out cannot cause different effects on anyone. Haitang has also tested it.
Looking at the silkworm chirping before her and then at everyone around her, Haitang said calmly, "You can choose two children, and I can show you whether my man's blood or the divine medicine in my hand is more effective."
Upon hearing this, everyone around was slightly taken aback. Under such circumstances, an orc immediately said, "Use my son's." Without saying a word, Wolf Fang picked up a child and stepped forward. The people around immediately agreed, but Haitang only chose two, one of whom was Wolf Fang's son.
“Since you came out first, then naturally you go first. The other one, you can draw lots to decide,” Haitang said directly.
Upon hearing this, the orcs not far away immediately nodded. Haitang waited for their decision, and everyone immediately drew lots to decide. When the orcs from the Silkworm Tribe looked at Haitang, their eyes were filled with a fierce and strange look.
Haitang had someone make a soup, boiling a ginseng root in it. After it was cooked, she asked, "You choose: use the blood of what my man calls the dragon-beastman, or drink this stuff?"
Upon hearing this, Wolf Fang glanced at it, while another orc said, "Dragon orc blood," licking his lips as he looked at Eastern Dragon with greedy eyes.
"Then I'll drink the one from that branch." The ginseng looked almost like a branch. Haitang nodded, and Langya took a deep breath as he looked at it.
To be honest, he also wanted his son to use the blood of the dragon beastman, but he quickly gave up. He felt that since Haitang dared to confront him like that, the soup made from the tree roots must be better.
The wolf fang's child, who is eight or nine years old this year, has very good health and vitality. Haitang made him drink the ginseng soup directly, while the other drank the blood soup. It tasted a bit fishy, but he still drank it.
"You all watch, it will definitely turn into a beastman. That's the bloodline of the dragon beastman." He said, looking at the Eastern Dragon not far away. Upon hearing this, everyone stared at the other little beastman.
"How is your son?" an orc asked, and the little orc shook his head.
"I feel nothing." Yes, I feel nothing. Upon hearing this, the orc frowned. Just then...
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