"Old fellow, this is our territory, you can fool Will by pretending to be pitiful, but you can't fool me!"

Cui Ming's voice was very loud, and after a while, almost half of the clansmen in the camp who had been woken up, and the remaining clansmen who still wanted to sleep in the house walked out of the door and gathered here.

They were all sleepy-eyed, and looked at the three people around the campfire with puzzled faces.

“...... Cui Ming, you don't sleep at night...... Ah, Master Will, may I ask you to come here, is there something you can do...... Hi, look at my memory, I forgot, you're talking to this ...... What are the old fellows who call themselves the prophets of the barbarians talking about?"

The person who spoke was an old man with a leaky accent because he only had two teeth, which was very recognizable.

Since the last unpleasant incident with Katosh was finally settled by Richard and Will father and son, he blamed himself very much, because he thought that Katosh must have turned his anger on them because of his own reasons.

Despite Richard's repeated assertions, when he came to his new home, everyone was equal, except for the difference in duties. But Kanjie still believes that Richard should be the ruler here. Otherwise...... Sooner or later, the greedy elders will send their minions to their new homeland and destroy the place......

And Richard ...... I don't think I'm going to turn the other cheek with the Council of Seniors.

So, in order to avoid Katosh, who had a lot of disputes with him in his homeland, and in order to help Richard to the best of his ability, the old man of the carpenter's ranks, brought his two sons and three grandsons to the edge of the Warcraft Forest.

While ensuring the selection of high-quality wood, it also instills allegiance to Richard in others - in the opinion of the old man, the Council of Elders will come sooner or later, and before that, it is better to cultivate some "own people".

"Old man Kanjie...... You are an old man...... It is not necessary to use honorifics...... Even if it's someone else, you don't need to call me young master. There is no young master here, old man. Will opened his mouth and said with a little headache, but looking at the old man's nonchalant appearance, he knew that he must not have taken his words to heart—my father was right, these people who had been under the rule of the Council of Elders for a long time were like the slaves of the Roman Empire, and it was useless to smash their shackles, because the shackles in their hearts had penetrated deep into their souls......

"Well, okay, okay, I see, we're equal...... Master Will. The old man nodded perfunctorily, and then he asked suspiciously, "What were you talking about just now?" I heard Cui Ming talking about something...... Territory...... Scamming ...... Or something?"

Cui Ming took a step forward very seriously, vigilantly watching Basso Natu, who had returned to silence at the moment, staring at the bonfire with some dejection, without saying a word.

When I saw him for the first time today, Cui Ming, who was nervous, really thought that he was just an ordinary old man, probably because he respected the traditions of the elders like the Holy Clan, and was sent by the Barbarian Tribe as an envoy to see Richard......

However, this old man who looked weak and couldn't help himself, the moment his emotions exploded just now, his strength also revealed a little, which was sensed by Kane on the side.

His strength is definitely much stronger than most of the people present, at least, at Cohen's level......

Therefore, Cui Ming deliberately shouted loudly just now just to attract the attention of others. Seeing that several other high-ranking warriors in the camp had come here, and after realizing the old man's extraordinary, he began to be as vigilant as himself, Cui Ming was a little relieved.

"He just said, let us give the northern part of the province of Ivey to the barbarians. I told him that this is our territory, and no one should think of coming over to grab it!" Although he was inciting everyone's emotions, Cui Ming's eyes also showed a little anger, perhaps, for every Holy Clan, land is their most important thing.

......

"Well, is that so? How could he make such an excessive request!"

"How can this old fellow be like this! I brought him a strip of jerky at noon!"

"We absolutely disagree!"

......

The crowd became enraged, and they lashed out at Basso Natu.

Will stood in the middle of the crowd, a little overwhelmed, and he even saw a small, young guy with a visibly sinister appearance, quietly pulling out a throwing knife and facing Basso Natu for seconds and seconds......

Although Choi said that Basso Natu was trying to deceive himself, Will didn't "see" that he was lying, or that he was hiding it too well...... It may also be because of his father's education, Will really can't bear to see such an old man almost crying in front of him.

Will was about to speak, trying to persuade his people, who were almost carried away by anger, but he didn't know how...... This, father they did not teach themselves.

......

Cui Ming saw the hesitation on Will's face, and his face was stunned, he didn't expect that Will hadn't made up his mind until now.

That man wants land!

That person is a foreign race!

Although his previous identity is no longer unbearable, in his bones, Cui Ming still has a very strong sense of identity with the Holy Clan, including his dedication to the land!

So, Cui Ming gritted his teeth, first silently apologized to Will in his heart, and then showed a mocking smile.

"You know what? He's trying to take advantage of Will's sympathy......

"He's crying about what happened to his people, and talking about the cold in the north, and this place will become as cold as the north now!"

"Think about it! Who would believe it! Their people, the barbarians like him, know in their bones about killing! Plunder! If we let them live in our north, will we still be able to live as peacefully as we do now? Tell me!"

Cui Ming's teeth clenched, and a few green tendons erupted on his head, and he roared with all his might: "Tell me! Do you agree with him and his people to divide our territory?!"

"Disagree !!"

Almost everyone roared in reply, and they turned their hateful gaze back to Basso Natu as if he were a heinous sinner.

Basso Natu, on the other hand, never responded, he just glanced at the angry crowd lightly and withdrew his gaze.

"You guys, what foolish fools...... Maybe you Holy Clan, the people who really have wisdom, are so pitiful!"

"I am the prophet of the barbarians, and your leader, Richard!