Chapter 360- Fierce and Ominous Top VS Pretend Weak but Actually a Big Boss (26)
On the evening before the gathering ended, all the members of the Pingshan Tribe gathered together. They prepared a feast filled with delicious food to celebrate the great harvest of this gathering.
They enjoyed fragrant roasted sweet potatoes and barbecued meat, accompanied by honey water made from the honey they had exchanged with other tribes. Life felt incredibly wonderful to them.
However, after eating and drinking for a while, everyone suddenly appeared to feel dizzy. This, of course, included Mu Jin. Slowly, he pretended to be groggy as well, choosing a comfortable position to “collapse” on the table.
When the members of the Gaoshan Tribe, who had secretly infiltrated the area, saw that everyone had truly been drugged and fallen unconscious, they boldly revealed themselves. Lang Wei, seeing the ease with which everyone was subdued, felt triumphant. However, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy when he noticed that Wu Po was not among them.
Noticing Wu Po’s absence, Lang Wei’s apprehension grew, but he quickly instructed his men to take Mu Jin away and hurried back to their designated area near the gathering site.
They packed up their belongings overnight and left with the unconscious Mu Jin, making their way toward the Gaoshan Tribe’s territory. The group traveled at their fastest pace for nearly an entire day, reaching the outskirts of the Gaoshan Tribe’s location by dusk the following day.
Once they arrived, Lang Wei finally allowed himself to relax a little. He reasoned that even if the others regained consciousness, they wouldn’t know where Mu Jin had been taken. By the time they awoke, it would already be mid-morning.
Moreover, by that point, most of the other tribes would also be packing up and leaving the gathering site. The resulting chaos would naturally prevent anyone from noticing that the Gaoshan Tribe had left earlier than expected.
Fortunately, their tribe wasn’t too far from this year’s gathering site. As the sky darkened, Lang Wei ordered his people to set up tents and decided they would rest here for the night.
Though their group was physically strong, the tense and hurried journey had left them exhausted. Only Mu Jin, comfortably carried by others, seemed completely unaffected.
The female protagonist, Mu Xuan, had also followed along with the group. Seeing Mu Jin, seemingly asleep and comfortably being carried, filled her with intense jealousy.
She thought to herself how well Mu Jin had been cared for during the entire journey while she had to run with the group, gasping for breath. The Gaoshan Tribe members appeared to pay her no attention at all.
Despite her simmering resentment, Lang Wei deliberately ignored her. At this moment, Mu Xuan held no further value in his eyes.
Gazing at Mu Jin, lying peacefully on the animal hide with an unusually serene sleeping face, Lang Wei couldn’t help but entertain other thoughts. Although his primary intention in abducting Mu Jin was to benefit the Gaoshan Tribe, someone as capable as Mu Jin would be far more advantageous as his personal ally—or perhaps, something more.
What’s more, Mu Jin’s good looks had not gone unnoticed by Lang Wei throughout the journey. His heart had long been restless with desire. Thus, Lang Wei ordered Mu Jin to be carried into his tent.
The tents they had set up were far from the sturdy structures used during the gathering. These were hastily assembled shelters made by tying together branches and covering them with animal hides, serving as temporary resting places.
That said, being able to sleep in such a tent was already considered a privilege. The space inside was small, barely enough for one or two people to lie down. Here, only the leader, Lang Wei, could enjoy such a luxury.
At this moment, however, Lang Wei had Mu Jin carried into his tent. Even though it was inconvenient to “take care of business” in the wilderness, he couldn’t resist wanting to take advantage of the soft-skinned, delicate youth.
The Gaoshan Tribe members who had followed Lang Wei knew his temperament all too well and naturally understood what he intended to do. They exchanged glances and smirked knowingly, but they retired early. After all, they needed to rise at dawn to continue their journey back to their tribe.
Satisfied with his followers’ tactfulness, Lang Wei entered the tent. Just as he reached out to pull back the animal hide covering Mu Jin, the young man, who was supposed to be unconscious and deeply asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
At the same time, a shadowy figure appeared beside Lang Wei and grabbed the hand he had extended toward Mu Jin.
Lang Wei let out a blood-curdling scream as the figure kicked him with full force. The blow was so powerful that Lang Wei’s entire body trembled in pain, wishing he could lose consciousness to escape the agony.
Hearing Lang Wei’s scream, the Gaoshan Tribe members quickly rose and lit their torches.
However, as soon as the torches illuminated their surroundings, they realized that their resting area was entirely surrounded. The intruders were none other than the Pingshan Tribe members, who should have been left unconscious back at the gathering site.
But that wasn’t all. Even the Pingyuan Tribe had gotten involved, joining the group encircling them. With the addition of the Pingyuan Tribe, the number of people surrounding them far outnumbered those from the Gaoshan Tribe.
Surrounded by so many people armed to the teeth and glaring at them with hostility, the Gaoshan Tribe members didn’t dare even to breathe loudly.
Lang Wei, dragged out of the tent, writhed on the ground in pain. After a long while, he finally collected himself, only to be greeted by Mu Jin’s cold, towering gaze. Seeing the faint smile playing on Mu Jin’s lips, Lang Wei instantly realized he had been completely outwitted.
The person who had attacked him earlier was none other than Wu Po, who had been conspicuously absent from the supposedly drugged group. It turned out that Wu Po had been lurking near the Gaoshan Tribe all along, ready to ensure his partner’s safety at any moment.
Despite his injury to a critical area, Lang Wei forced himself to stay conscious. The dire situation his tribe was in left no room for him to pass out.
Summoning his strength, Lang Wei looked at the people surrounding them. When he noticed members of the Pingyuan Tribe among the group, he immediately perked up and addressed their leader, Mu Shan: “I recognize you—you’re from the Pingyuan Tribe! Our Gaoshan Tribe has no quarrel with yours. Why are you helping the Pingshan Tribe? You know as well as I do that the ties between our tribes are far stronger than those between yours and theirs.”
Lang Wei then pointed to Mu Jin and continued his pitch: “Maybe you don’t know this yet, but the reason we’re targeting the Pingshan Tribe is to take this man. He’s incredibly skilled—he knows farming, animal husbandry, and holds a wealth of knowledge. Surely you’ve heard of him.”
“If you help us take down the Pingshan Tribe, this man could belong to both our tribes. Imagine the benefits he’d bring us!”
Lang Wei delivered his words with what he thought was irresistible persuasion. But instead of seeing the expected greed or interest, he was met with stoic expressions from the Pinguuan Tribe members.
To make matters worse, Mu Jin, standing right beside him, couldn’t suppress a chuckle.
Lang Wei sensed something was amiss but couldn’t figure out exactly what.
Lang Wei then saw the Pingyuan Tribe leader, Mu Shan, glaring at him with a dark expression. Through gritted teeth, Mu Shan spat out, “You kidnapped my son and now have the audacity to suggest that our tribe shares him with yours? On what grounds?”
Hearing Mu Shan’s words, Lang Wei was utterly dumbfounded.
The heroine, Mu Xuan, was equally stunned as she turned to look at Mu Jin. No matter how she tried, she had never anticipated that this Mu Jin was, in fact, the very same young clan leader she had gone to great lengths to escape marrying.
But wasn’t that young leader supposed to have a scarred face, an ugly appearance, and a terrible temper? How had he transformed into this refined and handsome youth? And how had he also ended up in the Pingshan Tribe, just like her? Could it be that her actions had somehow triggered all of this?
Mu Xuan couldn’t wrap her head around how things had come to this point, but it didn’t stop the flood of regret welling up inside her.
Although Mu Jin was petite, his face was undeniably striking, and he clearly possessed extraordinary abilities. If she hadn’t run away back then, if she had agreed to marry Mu Jin and become his partner, wouldn’t she now be living a life of prestige, surrounded by admiration, instead of the dire, precarious existence she faced?
The thought made her chest ache with remorse. Unable to contain herself, she turned toward Mu Jin and shouted, “Young Leader! Young Leader, I know I was wrong! I shouldn’t have run away back then. I understand now—it was all my fault. Please forgive me! I’m willing to return and marry you!”
Mu Jin stared at Mu Xuan, utterly speechless. He couldn’t help but think that the heroine of this world was not only fickle and unprincipled but also rather dim-witted. He cast a disdainful glance at Mu Xuan, his expression filled with contempt, and decided he had no interest in entertaining this woman any further.