Peng Qi nodded, feeling good at this moment. When he looked at his son, he noticed the change in him and reached out to hug him. "That's great, Ashan, no one will bully you now."
Peng Qi actually loved his eldest son very much. The eldest son was his first bloodline, and he had put a lot of effort into him. However, the eldest son lost his ability to transform into a beast because he was protecting his younger brother.
In his own tribe, strength is paramount. Even his own younger brother, who had saved his life, started to kick him while he was down after learning that his brother would never be able to transform into a beast.
Peng Qi wanted to protect them, but he was powerless to do so. After all, they were his children. It was simply unrealistic to devote more attention to children who couldn't transform into beasts.
In the orc tribe, orcs are the foundation, a tradition passed down since ancient times. Humans can only exist as slaves. He sent the child here for five years because he wanted to protect him.
Five years is enough for Pengshan to live comfortably. If what Pengshan learns is not very useful, then he will be sold to the Tiger Tribe as a slave. The Tiger Tribe treats its slaves in a way that no other tribe can do.
Under such circumstances, he hoped that his child could live a good life. This was a father's last act of love. Upon hearing Peng Qi's words, Peng Shan's eyes reddened, and he hugged his father tightly.
He had too many grievances and too much pain to express. He couldn't bear being bullied by everyone after transforming into a beast, and even the younger brother he had personally saved treated him like a piece of trash.
At that time, he wanted nothing more than to kill those who bullied him, especially his ungrateful younger brother whom he had saved. However, he knew that if he did so, he would lose his right to live. He wanted to live and endure it, endure it... Now he knows that all his forbearance has been rewarded.
The people from the silkworm tribe on Haitang's side were captured and taken back. Canming still looked incredulous. "You must have tampered with it. By the way, the grass root was boiled with blood, which is why it had such an effect."
"I just don't understand why you think the blood of orcs has such a use?" Haitang said to Canming. "But I won't explain to you... where did you find out about the Eastern Dragon's transformation?" Haitang's gaze turned cold.
Upon hearing this, Canming looked at Haitang and said, "Hehe... Saintess Haitang, right? Do you think you resolved this man's crisis today? Let me tell you, you didn't. Instead, you've made everyone pay more attention to this place. Let me tell you, that place won't let you off the hook."
"You don't need to worry about that. People who aren't there will all stand by my side. Orcs aren't stupid when it comes to power." Orcs rarely rely on loyalty or anything like that.
Just like Leopard Yang of the Leopard Clan, his father wanted to go back to that place, but that was his father, and he didn't want to go back at all. Why would he go back to be a slave?
The place is indeed good, but no matter how good it is, the orcs living on this land don't have much of a fascination with it.
"Don't worry, whoever comes, I will accept the challenge. I'm not afraid of you," Haitang said coldly. "If you have the ability, then come at me. I will gladly accept your attacks. As for you... since you won't talk, what do you say, clan leader?"
"If you won't talk, kill him. He's an unnecessary presence," Huo Qiu said coldly, and the orcs of the Silkworm Tribe's expression changed.
"We are beastmen from the Silkworm Tribe. How can you bear to part with us?" she said, looking at Haitang. "What looms you're talking about? I think you've just secretly hunted down beastmen from our Silkworm Tribe to fill the ranks..."
"They really are pitiful." Haitang smiled at the orcs of the Silkworm Tribe. "I understand why you did this. Chieftain, take your people to the cloth shop and have a good look."
When Canming heard this, his eyes turned fierce. "The beastmen of our Silkworm Tribe are not your slaves." When the beastmen of the Silkworm Tribe were lost and went to other tribes, there was a rule that other tribes would capture the beastmen of the Silkworm Tribe and use them as beast slaves or for weaving.
The Tiger Clan has too much cloth; they must have captured many beastmen from the Silkworm Clan. "You will die a horrible death, I'm telling you... You think you've gotten away with this today, but soon you will face even more despair."
Huo Qiu rarely paid any attention to him, and went to the cloth shop alone with one of the beastmen. Canming was still struggling. This time, the silkworm tribe only sent out three beastmen.
If too many people come and we fail, everyone will be eliminated. In that case, we can only bring a few.
Upon arriving at the cloth shop, one could hear the clattering sound of weaving. Everyone was stunned by the sound, staring in disbelief at the distant scene.
"These are the so-called Silkworm Tribe Beastmen you call them." Upon hearing this, Canming walked in in disbelief and began to look.
"Impossible, how could this thing produce cloth?" How could this thing produce cloth, and its weaving speed is even faster than that of the Silkworm Tribe?
Although the fineness of the cloth was not as good as that of the Silkworm Tribe, at first he thought it was because the orcs of the Silkworm Tribe were forced to be careless in their weaving. However... when he looked at it now, his expression changed again and again.
Haitang smiled and said, "Now you believe it? This is called mechanized industry, using spun yarn to replace weaving. It requires fewer people and saves a lot of trouble. As for your so-called silkworm tribe beastmen, I'm sorry... we really don't have any here. I don't know how you misunderstood, but... now you see it."
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