Just as the Black Claw Tribe was about to pass through this crisis, the middle-aged woman, who had been waiting for news from the Huang Hou Tribe, suddenly had a complicated look on her face as she looked out into the open air.
This place was also a gathering place for all the goods and materials in the wilderness. If one were to ask which one of them was the richest in the wilderness, there was no doubt that they would belong to the Huang Hou tribe. However, they were not the sole hegemon of the castle; instead, there was a castle of despair above their heads.
Therefore, the Huang Hou Tribe had no choice but to form an alliance with a powerful tribe outside the Southern Wilderness, marry a girl, or marry the daughter of someone else as an alliance. They had to form a good relationship with a lot of foreign helpers, and this was the reason why the fatty Huang Hou Tribe was able to survive under the eyes of countless prying eyes.
"So what if they come to the Southern Wilderness? Without our support, they will become someone else's slave sooner or later. They can fight for it in the Western Wilderness, and kill it there, but in the Southern Wilderness, they can't do anything. Once their food runs out … "
In order to comfort this woman, the young man patiently explained. There was no trace of impatience in his eyes, it was obvious that he respected the woman before him a lot.
"You're a Yellow Hou now, and your mind is more complicated than before? "Have you forgotten that when you were young, if it wasn't for me protecting you and taking care of you, you would have died a long time ago? Are you not going to listen to me now?"
The nameless anger of the woman was vented on the young man, causing him to be at a loss of whether to laugh or to cry. He was the new leader of the Huang Hou tribe, the youngest Huang Hou.
"Aunt, I know that everyone wants me dead. It was you who took care of me since I was little. You wanted me to marry Black Claw to protect me. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have survived and I wouldn't have become a yellow Hou. I will forever remember that......"
The resolute and decisive Yellow Hou was only gentle to this woman. Even if this woman was old and ugly, even if she had a violent temper, she wouldn't show any signs of impatience. Standing beside this woman, he was as respectful as a woman's son.
Seeing the gentleness and wetness in the young man's eyes, the woman's heart ached. When she was young, that weak and young child had finally grown into the handsome and dignified leader, but she had exhausted her youth in the Barrenlands.
"You have to be careful too. Black Claw was able to survive the attack of the Sangang Tribe and was also able to lead the tribe in a safe and sound migration. He's not easy to deal with. Don't underestimate him. I don't want anything to happen to you …"
The woman's words made the Huang Hou smile as if there was a spring in the air. It couldn't help but raise its hand to stroke the stubble on its chin. It narrowed its eyes and said:
The Southern Wasteland is not the Western Wasteland. Even if they could kill and fight, it would be impossible for them to fight against all one hundred thousand warriors of the Southern Wasteland. Not to mention the others, even if it was eight thousand warriors of the Huanghou Clan, they still wouldn't be able to deal with them.
"Don't worry about anything else. I hate everything in the Western Wilderness. I hate everything in the Black Claw Tribe. Two Claws is his son, his son, not my..."
The woman's curses gradually increased in volume as they turned into hysterical curses, causing the Huang Hou to unconsciously take a step back. The flames in its eyes were not aimed at his aunt, but at Black Claw.
"I will let Black Claw die! I will destroy Black Claw Tribe in front of him! I will make him …"
The Yellow Hou's sharp eyes were like blades as they cut towards the barren land in the Northern Dragon Valley. It wished that it could tear the Black Claw into a thousand pieces.
"Hmph, he'll be coming soon to help his son marry your sister. What are you going to do when the time comes?"
The woman pretended to look at the distant red cloud, but the corner of her eyes secretly swept over the Hou's face.
"As long as I can help aunt vent my anger, what's one or two unrelated little sisters worth?"
The yellow Hou's eyes flashed with a cold light, and its mind couldn't help but flash back to when it was young, its bones were like a skeleton being bullied by its other brothers and sisters. As the son of the leader, it ate the bitter grass like a beast, and lived like an animal while its brothers and sisters all looked like pigs.
In those days, he was even crazier than his aunt, hating everything that others scorned, and yet he could not get anything. It was during the coldest winter of the year that he was jokingly driven out of his room by his brothers and sat under a pile of grass, numbly waiting for the cold night to take him away, that his fairy-like aunt appeared.
At that time, his aunt was only seven years older than him, but she was already a well-known beauty. Her skin was white and delicate, her figure round, and her face cold and gorgeous. He had never said a single word to her, because his aunt was always the center of the crowd, and he was an abandoned kitten outside the door.
He had never thought that his aunt would bring the dirty him to her warm room. She did not greet him warmly, and was as cold as usual, but gave him the most comfortable hot bath in his life, the most delicious roast meat in his life, and even brought him to sleep on a soft and warm bed that was like clouds.
"Aunt, I will always be your pet. The Yellow Hou is not my name. My name is still the Curly Hair that you gave me …"
Suddenly, the Huang Hou felt that the ugly woman in front of it had a beauty that no other woman could compare to. It could not help but foolishly look into the woman's cloudy and crazy eyes.
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