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Chapter 251 You Must Treat Qinglan Well
Fu Ying looked at Jia but did not answer. Instead, he asked, "Are you now the leader of the Frost Plains tribe?"

Jia gave a bitter smile and bit her lip, saying, "What kind of leader? They can only help the people of the tribe with some things. The position of leader should be..." She paused, looked up at Fu Ying, and whispered, "It should be Prince Qinglan's."

Qinglan has always been the most talented warrior in the Frost Plains tribe. If she hadn't met the daughter of the Oasis tribe's leader at the tribal trade fair and been targeted by her, she wouldn't have become a beastman with shattered star markings. The Frost Plains tribe wouldn't have had such a tragic fate and experienced so many terrible things. Now, many things have changed.

Although Prince Qinglan reshaped his star pattern and regained his strength, he also left the tribe.

He wanted to follow his female; he didn't need the position of chief of the Frost Plains tribe.

Fu Ying remained expressionless, her face devoid of emotion.

She looked around the Frost Plains tribe's caves and calmly said, "As you can see, the North Mountain has been plagued by disasters recently, affecting almost all the tribes. Even the sea beastmen have been forced to leave the deep sea and come ashore to survive. We can no longer stay here. Under the disaster, no beastman has been able to escape unscathed."

"Of course, I am not here to force the orcs of the Frost Plains tribe to leave their homeland and go to the Triangle Sea."

"If you want to stay, I can set up a protective array for you, which can at least provide you with some protection in this small area. But once you leave the territory, accidents may happen at any time, understand?"

Fu Ying's voice was calm and unhurried, and when it reached Jia's ears, it calmed her violently beating heart.

Her expression was grave. After a long while, she glanced cautiously at Fuying and whispered, "May I ask why Prince Qinglan didn't come? What is he thinking? Does he want the Shuangyuan tribe to leave Beishan with you?"

It takes immense courage to ask a tribe to leave the place where they have lived for generations.

When Qinglan was mentioned, a faint glint flashed in Fuying's eyes.

She looked up at Jia, her alluring features revealing no emotion: "Qinglan respects your choice."

Heading beyond the Triangle Sea is not necessarily a good choice; it might be the beginning of something even more brutal. Staying in the North Mountain doesn't mean they'll be completely swallowed up by the disaster. After all, once the conquest is complete and the Beast God's troubles are resolved, these disasters will disappear. And with the protective formation she set up, at least the Frost Plains tribe can be ensured not to be completely annihilated.

This was the only thing she could do for Qinglan before leaving Beishan.

Jia's eyes reddened, she lowered her gaze and said softly, "I need to discuss this with my people."

Fu Ying nodded noncommittally, then pondered, "Where is Qinglan's mother?"

Jia was slightly taken aback, then silently led Fuying to a remote mountain cave.

This place is quite far from the central area of ​​the Frost Plains tribe, almost reaching the edge of the spirit stones she had laid out.

Fu Ying frowned slightly. Jia noticed her gaze and immediately explained, "It was Gemalu who chose to live here. Prince Qinglan also knows this. The tribespeople have never bullied Gemalu."

As they were talking, a thin, old female emerged from the cave.

When she saw Jia, her eyes softened, and she was about to speak when she saw Fuying standing beside Jia.

Gemaru's pupils contracted, and his hands clenched tightly.

She naturally recognized the female who had harmed Qinglan but also given him a new life.

Jia stepped forward and said softly, "Gemaru, this is Qinglan's female. She came to the tribe to see you."

Fuying nodded slightly to Gemaru, then said to Jia, "Go ahead and get busy, and give me an answer as soon as possible."

When the topic turned to business, Jia's expression became even more serious.

She pursed her lips, nodded somewhat heavily, then turned and quickly left, her back view showing a hurried departure.

Gemaru looked at Fuying, her body tense. She didn't know how to treat the latter. "Don't be nervous. I'm just here to check on you on Qinglan's behalf." Fuying stepped forward and looked at the old woman who had once protected Qinglan with her frail body. She wasn't actually that old, but years of illness and hunger had robbed her of her youthful beauty, making her as dry as tinder. And her males all seemed to have died from the plague.

From this perspective, "Fuying" was actually her enemy.

Gemaru's attitude was indeed indifferent. He calmly said, "No need. As long as you treat Qinglan well, I will be satisfied. If there is nothing else, you can leave now. It is not convenient for you to come in here."

After saying that, Gemaru turned and walked into the cave.

Fu Ying remained calm throughout, showing no anger at Gemaru's attitude.

After Gemaru entered the cave, Fuying took a few steps closer, waved her slender hand, and many easily digestible foods appeared on the ground. She then said to the cave, "Qinglan asked me to bring these. I hope you take care of yourself."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Not long after Fuying left, Gemalu slowly emerged from the cave.

She stared at the food scattered on the ground, her eyes widening in surprise. Then she remembered the small bags that Qinglan had shown her, which could store a lot of food. These were all left behind by Fuying, a witch favored by the Beast God.

Gemaru's expression was complicated, and he pursed his lips.

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Fuying sat in Jia's cave for a while, and soon footsteps could be heard outside.

Jia brought over a few older snow leopard beastmen, somewhat embarrassed, and whispered, "They have some questions for you."

Fu Ying raised an eyebrow and nodded, saying, "Ask."

A snow leopard beastman with white hair and beard spoke up: "Witch, I want to know, when the beastmen of the Frost Plains tribe leave the Northern Mountains for the Triangle Sea, will Qinglan be willing to become our leader? Can he lead us?"

They can trust Fuying and follow her, but they don't want her to lead the Frost Plains tribe.

The snow leopard beastmen are inherently proud. Moreover, Fu Ying had harmed the Frost Plains tribe. Even though she made amends for her mistakes and became Qinglan's most beloved female, it didn't stop them from harboring some ulterior motives.

Fu Ying looked at the group and said calmly, "No."

Qinglan has already been taken outside the Triangle Sea, so it is naturally impossible for her to personally lead the Frost Plains tribe.

Upon hearing this, the snow leopard beastmen exchanged glances, their expressions turning somewhat grim.

Gaya fell silent, her fingers hanging at her sides clenching slightly.

Looking at the group whose expressions had changed drastically, Fu Ying quietly added, "Although Qinglan cannot be your leader, I can guarantee your safety on the way to the Triangle Sea."

Her words did not soften the expressions of the snow leopard beastmen.

In a moment, they made a decision.

"We don't want to leave the land where we've lived for generations."

Fuying nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

She got up and walked outside, with Jia following closely behind. He hesitated and said, "You just said..."

"Don't worry, I will set up a protective array around the Frost Plains tribe. As long as you don't leave this area, you can be safe. I don't want Qinglan to return home to find her tribe gone."

(End of this chapter)