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Chapter 438 Something's fishy going on; Second Uncle is Bai Lao Er.
"Our Que family has a principle: we don't explore mountains that already have owners."

This time, it was Que Bingchen who spoke. His tone was gentle and flowing, far from the crisp, clear sound of his wife Zhu Heng's voice, where every word was like a hailstone falling. Yet, he possessed a magical quality that made people listen attentively without daring to interrupt.

“This time we had already violated this principle by not revealing the identities of the Que family members, only explaining that we were adventure enthusiasts who did not mean to trespass. But we did not expect that after the people at the outpost brought us to a middle-aged man who was respectfully called ‘Second Uncle’ and seemed to have a high status in the tribe, he immediately saw through our identities.”

Second Uncle!

Li Chengxiao looked around, then silently picked up the paper and pen that Que Lu had casually tossed onto the table, and began to slowly sketch on the paper while continuing to listen.

Li Jingmo noticed her younger brother's actions and glanced down at the paper. She saw that there was already an outline of a face on the paper. Although she was puzzled, she held back and did not ask who it was.

Que Bingchen glanced at him as well, and continued slowly, "The other party was clearly fearless in doing this, and something about this tribe was off. Despite their warm hospitality, we didn't drink a drop of water, only ate some of the dry rations we brought, and prepared to run away by nightfall. We were almost out of the tribe's territory when my friend suddenly stopped. I followed his gaze and saw a woman, a very, very beautiful woman," he paused, "even more beautiful than this Miss Lin, like a spirit from the mountains."

Que Zhiyun's heart was pounding as she listened, but she couldn't help glancing at her mother when she heard this.

Her dad said other women were beautiful, and even used comparisons and adjectives, but her mom wasn't angry at all. She even looked like she agreed. How beautiful must they be?
"What happens after that?"

"After that, we were politely invited back."

Que Zhiyun: "...Was it that woman who tipped us off?"

Lin Shuangshuang gripped the chair armrests tightly with her fingers, and instinctively wanted to shake her head when she heard this speculation.

Que Bingchen shook his head at his daughter, "I don't know, but that woman is indeed from that tribe. We saw her a few more times after we were invited back. She brought us food and asked us if we wanted to stay in their tribe. She also told us a lot of benefits of staying there."

Li Jingmo turned his head and saw that Lin Shuangshuang's hand, which was gripping the handrail, was pale and bluish from gripping it too tightly. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently patted the back of her hand. "I suspect that since a tribe has been formed, there must be more than one woman."

Since the tribe needs to reproduce, it certainly won't be satisfied with just one; the more the merrier.

Lin Shuangshuang pursed her lips and nodded slightly, her fingers relaxing a little, but she still felt very heavy-hearted.

How many other people in that tribe have suffered the same fate as her sister?
What good is becoming more beautiful after experiencing something like this?

"At first, we were determined to escape, but when we realized the chances were slim, we pretended to agree and that's how we gained some freedom. Once, we even ran into two young men from the tribe who had just returned from hunting. They had hunted a giant python that was over ten meters long, and they were covered in blood and gore. But by the time they had their victory celebration that night, all their wounds had healed, without even leaving a scar. Our Que family has been guarding and exploring the mountains for generations, and the medicine we use is considered to be of the best quality, but it's still far from having such a powerful effect."

"That tribe's men are brave and strong, with amazing physical recovery abilities, while the women are stunningly beautiful. At first glance, they seem to be favored by the heavens, and keeping them around would only bring benefits and no harm. However, extremes beget their opposites, and there must be something fishy about abnormal things. The same applies to people!"

Que Zhiyun nodded vigorously, but then suddenly remembered something and quickly looked at Lin Shuangshuang, "Sister Shuangshuang, I, I'm not..."

Lin Shuangshuang smiled reassuringly at her, indicating that she didn't mind. "I also agree with Mr. Que's point of view." She was now actually a combination of human and insect, and could be considered a demon for the time being.

Que Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief, "Then how did you two manage to escape in the end, Mom and Dad?"

"We also have to thank the girl we met at the beginning. After spending a few hours with her, I felt like she had a bit of a split personality. On one hand, she earnestly tried to persuade us to stay, to the point of being very patient and persuasive, but on the other hand, I had a feeling that subconsciously she didn't want us to stay, which was very contradictory. The night before the ceremony, we found an opening. When we escaped, we thought we were just observant and lucky, but after calming down and thinking about it, we realized that the opening might have been deliberately shown to us. Anyway, we finally got out safely."

Zhu Heng looked at Lin Shuangshuang as she spoke, "When I first saw Miss Lin outside, I thought you were the same kind of girl as the one I met before. To be honest, you two don't look alike, but I just had a feeling about you. I don't know if you understand what I mean?"

“I understand,” Lin Shuangshuang nodded. “I understand what Aunt Heng means.”

"Then let me guess, is there some connection between you and that tribe?"

"I guess so, I suppose so."

"See? I told you so!" Zhu Heng proudly raised her chin at her husband.

Although she felt the hope was slim, Lin Shuangshuang still pulled out the old photos she had saved on her phone. "I wonder if Mr. Que and Aunt Heng saw this person in the photo in which tribe?"

The couple looked at the phone screen, examined it carefully for a moment, and then nodded in unison, their tone firm: "No."

Lin Shuangshuang sighed silently and put her phone away. She silently comforted herself, reminding herself that at least she had already obtained a significant clue; one shouldn't be too greedy!
Zhu Heng also pulled out her phone, "I remember I secretly took a picture when that girl came to deliver the food. Let me find it."

While Zhu Heng was searching for photos among the sea of ​​pictures, Li Chengxiao finally stopped writing, rotated the paper 180 degrees, and laid it out on the table. "Uncle Que, is this what the middle-aged man you and Aunt Heng met in the tribe, the one called Second Uncle, looked like?"

Que Bingchen raised an eyebrow and looked down at the paper. "Hmm, not bad, about seven-tenths similar. If the expression were drawn a little gentler, it would be about nine-tenths similar."

Li Chengxiao: "..."

Could he say that he had only ever seen the fierce-looking Bai Lao Er?

After all, both sides were fighting like madmen on the rocky beach, wishing each other dead. How could their expressions be gentle? He couldn't even imagine it, let alone draw it.

As Que Bingchen spoke, he looked up at Li Chengxiao with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, "To be able to draw such a lifelike likeness, it seems you've seen this person before. Where did you see him?"

Before Li Chengxiao could speak, Li Jingmo punched him in the palm of his hand. "Second Uncle, Bai Lao Er? Is this the Bai Lao Er you mentioned before?"