The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a swarthy face peeked in. The face was covered with scars from the cold wind, and there was a faint glow on the rough skin - it was a young face, and even though the harsh environment brought it a lot of vicissitudes, it could still be seen to be young and energetic.

The black-faced boy looked into the tent, then stepped cautiously into it. He looked at the people who were tense, opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was cut off by Elder Gong: "Xintur, what are you doing here!"

The young man was startled by Elder Gong's sudden outburst, his eyes wandered in the tent for a moment, and he said very solemnly: "I, I'm just here to see... ”

"What's so nice!" Elder Gong interrupted him again, his eyes bursting with a sharp light, making the young man uneasy, and he was speechless for a while.

"What's wrong with having a distinguished guest from the kingdom of Juntan come to visit, and the chief personally greets him?" a high-pitched voice came from behind the young man, and a man with a tiger's back came over. He was nearly two meters tall, and one step was the length of a person, and he walked majestically to the young man's side, like a small mountain between him and Elder Gong, and his huge body directly covered the young man tightly, separating him from Elder Gong.

"This outsider has bad intentions and wants to harm our interests in Tatu in exchange for their benefits. The patriarch is still young, and he can't distinguish this kind of thing, so out of consideration for the overall situation of the clan, we will temporarily deal with this outsider instead of the patriarch. Elder Gong looked up at the man's face and replied without flinching.

The man took a step forward, forcefully pushed Elder Gong open by more than half a meter, lifted the curtain with his thick arms, and motioned for the young man to enter the tent, while looking at Elder Gong with burning eyes. "Gondebar, we all know what you have in mind, and there is no need to make a high-sounding quibble here and pretend to be dedicated to Tatu. It's just us and your minions, and your fake behavior will only make me sick enough to vomit the roast ice rat I ate the day before yesterday. The man shouted in a rough voice, his voice as loud as thunder, shaking the whole tent several times.

"Hmph!" Elder Gong snorted and didn't speak. It was clear that the patriarch and his guards had come so quickly that they had exceeded his expectations. "Since the patriarch wants to receive this 'distinguished guest' in person, then please do it. But remember, Tatu's interests are always paramount. If there is a collusion with outsiders and putting Tatu in a disadvantageous position, even the patriarch will be equally responsible!" Elder Gong deliberately pronounced the word "distinguished guest" very seriously, and the threat between his words was full of meaning. With this cruel remark, he bypassed the tall guards and left the tent. Behind him, a dozen guards followed.

"Gondebar, this bastard, the old chief treated him like a brother, and this guy also served the old patriarch every day, before and after the horse, like a dog. As a result, the old chief has just died, and this brute has colluded with Xindeli to remove you from the chieftaincy. This kind of two-faced and three-knife flow is really hateful. The tall guard, apparently angry, scolded angrily as he looked in the direction of Elder Gondebar's departure.

"Batu, don't say it. The young patriarch said gloomily, "In the end, it is still my lack of ability that will be trampled underfoot." If you talk about seniority, I am really not qualified to be the patriarch of this clan, and my ability is not very outstanding in this generation. It's normal for them to disobey me. ”

"Hmph, if you don't come to be the chief, who will be the chief? Do you really let that wolf-faced beast of Sindeli be the chief? That immature wild dog will only think about himself and let him be the chief, we might as well wipe our necks, that would be more simple. Batu said indignantly.

The young patriarch, Sintur, smiled bitterly, turned his gaze to Gu Dan, and said to him apologetically: "I'm really sorry, since my father's death, many seniors in the clan are dissatisfied with me being the new patriarch, and the factions in the clan are chaotic, and everyone is in their own way. Today's situation is really beyond my control, so you have been wronged, please Haihan. ”

Gu Dan looked at this immature face—deep eyes, broad lips, and a resolute jaw that had been slightly rudimentary, "It really looks like your father." He kindly commented on Sintur's appearance.

Hearing Gu Dan say that he and his father imagined, Sintur was overjoyed and felt greatly encouraged - Sintur had always thought that the most important reason why he was questioned was that he did not act like his father, in his cognition, his father was the greatest person on this ice field, and his goal had always been this great patriarch father. However, the untimely death of the latter not only made him lose the goal of pursuit, but also put huge pressure on this teenager who was less than ten years old.

The changes in Sintur, Gu Dan saw it all. I remember when I came to visit the Tatu tribe last year, he also saw Sintur in the home of the former chieftain Karar. At that time, the boy was sitting in a chair fiddling with a toy bow, and he looked completely childish. At this time, Xintur's face was still a little immature, but his eyes had added a lot of fortitude. "It's really a trick. Gu Dan thought to himself.

Looking at Sintur in front of him, Gu Dan couldn't help but think of the girl who loved to wear a big red dress. "The young master is not like this. If it weren't for the change in the family, what child would be willing to bear these pressures in advance?"

Sintur spoke again, pulling Gu Dan back to reality from his distant thoughts: "Gu Senior, this is still a place for Gondebar. He had just left in anger, and he might not have given up like this. Let's go back to my house first and discuss it in detail. ”

Gu Dan came back to his senses and nodded in agreement. The two men went out of the tent together, and Batu followed them, and the three of them returned to Sintur's tent together.

Sintur's tent was very small, with only a few tables and chairs and a bed scattered in the tent, which looked like a prison for criminals compared to the brightly lit tent just now.

Seeing Gu Dan's slightly stunned expression, Xintur thought that she was dissatisfied with her humble tent, and quickly explained: "I'm really sorry for Gu seniors, my house is really a little dilapidated and unpresentable. Don't worry, I'll find some people to clean up this place and add some fireworks. Once you're done, you'll stay here for the next few nights. ”

Gu Dan stroked his beard: "I sleep here, what about you?"

"It's okay with me," replied Sintur with a quick wave of his hand, "there is still room for Batu, I'll go sleep with him." Or find another tent, there's always a way. ”

Gu Dan frowned, turned to look at Batu on the side: "Your patriarch, is this the kind of treatment?

Batu was very emotional after hearing this, and the green tendons on his forehead were about to burst out. "Those cattle and bastards who have been stabbed with a thousand knives! They don't recognize Sintur's identity as the patriarch at all, which was obviously said by the old chief himself before his death. Moreover, the group of dogs raised by the old chief at that time also respectfully admitted the matter one by one, but the old chief had just died, and these unfamiliar dogs jumped out in a hurry to compete for the position of chief. ”

Gu Dan knew in his heart, and had a rough judgment about Sintur's current status in the clan. However, in any case, the young patriarch's attitude towards himself and Juntanguo was the same as his father's, which was already a very rare good news for Gu Dan. Although the new patriarch has no prestige among the patriarchs, he always has some right to speak, and since he has a loyal guard like Batu by his side, there must be some other supporters. In this way, there is finally a glimmer of hope in the negotiations.

"I've come to Tatu on this trip because I have important things to do, so I'll be blunt. I wonder if the patriarch's attitude towards our Juntan Kingdom is the same as your father's?" Gu Dan asked, looking into Sintur's eyes.

Sintur nodded, and replied in a sincere tone, "My attitude towards Juntan is the same as that of my father. My father always said before his death that Juntan borders us and has a prosperous country, so we should be friendly with him. At the same time, the envoy of the Juntan Kingdom is kind, and the attitude of uniting with us is very clear, so you can communicate with confidence. After a pause, he continued, "I have always followed my father's teachings, and have tried to imitate him in every way, and naturally in my dealings with your country. I really want to establish a long-term and stable relationship with the kingdom of Juntan, but as you can see, the current situation in Tatu is not completely under my control, so there are some things that I really can't do. ”

Sintur's friendly attitude is excellent news for Gudan. As for his low status as a patriarch, Gu Dan had already seen this, so he was not depressed. He thought about it again and asked, "Since you are the patriarch, you must have some understanding of the secrets within the clan. Is there any way to suppress these disobedient people and make you turn against the customer. ”

Before Sintur could speak, Batu frowned, took a step forward, and asked in a loud voice: "Although you are an acquaintance of the old chief, you are still not from my clan, what do you do with the secret of my clan?"

Gu Dan's heart sank, and he secretly said the wrong thing. In a hurry, he directly asked about other people's secrets, this kind of thing, no matter who it is, will definitely suspect it.

However, just when the two were at a stalemate, Sintur suddenly spoke: "There is no problem. ”

Gu Dan looked at the young man in surprise, and Batu looked at the chief in disbelief. "Chieftains, chiefs, the clan is secret, how can you tell outsiders. ”

Sintur lowered his head slightly, his tone was a little gloomy, and there seemed to be some indescribable excitement: "This matter is not a big secret, and if the ancient predecessors are willing to help us, maybe it can really be done." ”

Gu Dan was puzzled in his heart, and was about to open his mouth to ask, but suddenly froze - the young man in front of him raised his head, his dark eyes full of ambition and longing.