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When Chu Cheng heard Qin Yao's voice, he pressed the chief's head and knocked it into the soil before he took back his hand.

The chief was beaten so hard that he couldn't even see his appearance. The wounds were mixed with mud, making them as miserable as possible.

His woman originally wanted to step forward to stop Chu Cheng and Yin Yi, but knowing that she couldn't persuade them, she just stood there anxiously, and now she ran to the chief to help him up.

The chief was beaten, but he was even more unconvinced.

He has been a chief for so many years, and although he has not made any big achievements, he has never been beaten like this. In front of so many people, does he not want to lose face?
The chief waited for a while before speaking, "You... all of you, get out of the Songyan tribe! Get out!"

Chu Cheng had long disliked the chief, "Who cares about your bullshit tribe! Baby, let's go!"

"and many more!"

Qin Yao called Chu Cheng to stop. When the chief saw her look, he thought she didn't want to leave and was laughing even if the corners of her mouth were swollen and painful.

"Why, you can't let go? It doesn't matter if you don't let go. As long as you kneel down here and beg me for forgiveness, I will let you continue to stay in the tribe."

The Songyan tribe was large and the surrounding environment was good. It could be said that they were in the right place at the right time and the right place. He didn't believe that Qin Yao and the others would be willing to part with it.

Qin Yao smiled disdainfully, "Chief, you are overthinking. I have something to tell everyone before I leave."

"If you fart any more, just let it go! Once you fart, get out of here!"

The chief looked impatient. The woman holding him accidentally pulled his wound, and he cursed at her again.

"Everyone still remembers how we shared the salt before, right?"

Everyone nodded and said they remembered.

"That's good. This is Yin Yi, the little chief of the Linhai tribe. At that time, the chief asked people to take the prey that everyone had captured to exchange salt with the Linhai tribe. As a result, the salt they got back was much less than usual. Everyone also had it. Impression?"

"Of course, how could I forget this!"

Some of the people here were given a sheep when they couldn't even get a bag of salt, which makes me feel distressed just thinking about it.

"Actually, that's not the case at all!"

As soon as Qin Yao said these words, everyone immediately looked at each other.

"Qin Yao, what do you mean by this? Is there something fishy here?"

one of them asked.

"Not all of the prey that everyone turned in was handed over to the Linhai tribe. In addition, the salt exchanged for it was also pocketed by the chief!"

Qin Yao spoke loudly and looked at the chief intently.

The chief panicked for a moment.

"You...you are talking nonsense! She is lying. She lied to get me to keep her in the tribe. Don't believe her!"

The chief ignored the pain on his body and immediately retorted to Qin Yao.

"I didn't lie! The little chief of the Linhai tribe is here. You can tell if I lied by listening to what he said."

The Linhai tribe's exchange of salt with other tribes is handled by people within the tribe. Yinyi never shows up, so the chief doesn't recognize Yinyi.

Qin Yao was about to be kicked out of the tribe, so Yin Yi naturally had to speak for her.

"Your chief really wanted to come to us in exchange for salt, and the food you gave us was similar to that of previous years. Although our output was a little less, we still gave it to you as usual, so my Linhai tribe did not I received more food from you, and I didn’t give you less salt!”

"If you don't believe it, you can go to my Linhai tribe and ask. Everyone in the tribe knows it!"

Yinyi was not afraid that they would not believe his identity. After all, it was clear when he asked Linhai tribe that no one would lie about this kind of thing.

"What?! The chief told us this year that your production is not much. In order to get more salt, he asked us to hand over more food. The extra food did not reach the hands of your Linhai tribe?!" Someone asked .

Yin nodded, "Not even a little extra!"

Seeing how sure he said it, who among the people present didn't understand.

There was more food, but not more salt, but even less than usual.

Everyone suddenly became angry and looked at the chief.

"How can you believe his one-sided words? I didn't take the extra food you gave me for myself. I didn't keep any extra salt for myself either. I gave it all to you!"

Qin Yao sneered, "Chief, if you say that, is it possible that the little chief of the Linhai tribe is slandering you, or is the entire Linhai tribe slandering you? They don't seem to have any hatred towards you, there is no need to slander you like this! "

"You! Qin Yao you!"

The chief was really angry at Qin Yao, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The food we usually give you is not enough. You still want to hide so much from us. Chief, you are really abominable!"

"What kind of chief! I don't think he deserves to be a chief at all!"

"Yes! Not worthy of doing it!"

"Give us the food!"

"Give us the food!"

"Give me back the salt!"

Everyone made an excited noise and asked the chief for food and salt.

How could the chief have these things for them? Suddenly his vision went dark and he fainted.

No one cares about his life or death now, but now that he has fainted, no one can ask for help from him anymore and can only wait for him to wake up.

Qin Yao exposed the chief's crime, and she didn't want to make it easy for him even if she wanted to leave.

"Sister, I brought a lot of salt here today. Since you are no longer here, where can I take this salt to you?"

Qin Yao didn't know much about this place and could only look at Chu Cheng.

It's not a big deal to leave the Songyan tribe. The main reason is that they have a lot of stuff. It's almost winter, so leaving will be a bit troublesome.

"Well, sister, since you have nowhere to go, come to my Linhai tribe. You are familiar with my tribe anyway, so just come over here. I will take the salt back!"

Yin Yi is happy. If Qin Yao can go to his tribe, maybe he will be her partner in the future.

"It's too troublesome to move it around like this. Take out the salt and I'll share it with everyone now."

After thinking about it, Yin thought there was nothing wrong with it, so he asked someone to take out all the salt.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw what looked like a mountain of salt.

"This salt is produced by our Linhai tribe, but it is my sister's credit that we can produce so much. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be able to have so much."

When everyone heard that Qin Yao had done this, they were so excited that they almost knelt down in front of her.

"Everyone, don't be like this. It's nothing. These salts are quite sufficient. Everyone, go back and get something with a better seal to pack them. Don't worry, everyone has it!"

Knowing that they could share the salt, everyone felt as if they had been injected with blood and rushed home to get something to pack. (End of chapter)