However, Cailian was still looking at Zhao Letian with full of expectation.
She believed that the Holy Spirit had brought Zhao Letian to her side for a reason.
"Uncle Mu, Cailian, when do you think the Black Hawk Tribe will come to attack us?"
Zhao Letian asked thoughtfully.
"The Black Hawk Tribe is currently conquering a tribe of the same rank as theirs. Although they have the upper hand now, it would still take them at least a month to completely conquer that tribe. However, we cannot wait until they are free to make their move. If there really is no other way, I plan to lead our tribesmen to migrate and escape from this area in half a month."
Mu Lang said seriously.
Zhao Letian mused, it seems he must find a way to deal with the Black Hawk Tribe within half a month, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to help the Baihua Tribe.
"Big brother, why do we need to migrate the whole tribe? Just marrying Cailian to young master Wusu'er would do. Not only will it ensure the safety of our tribe, but we can also attach ourselves to the powerful Black Hawk Tribe and secure our standing under the Holy Mountain."
At this moment, a middle-aged man in animal skins suddenly walked in, complaining.
"Mu Xuan, were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"
Mu Lang's face suddenly darkened.
"Mu Xuan? True Martial Third Realm peak?"
Zhao Letian frowned deeply, giving the middle-aged man a keen look, feeling quite distressed because his body was very weak and hence he had not used his Divine Thought Power and had failed to notice someone was eavesdropping. Brought to you by *.
"Ah, eavesdropping is not the word, I just happened to pass by."
Mu Xuan said with a smirk.
"Uncle, this is my room, how can you just come in?"
Cailian said with a dark face. This uncle of hers, Mu Lang's cousin, was selfish and greedy, always pretending to be considerate of the tribe and wanting to marry her off to the Black Hawk Tribe.
"Cailian, what are you talking about? A strange man can stay in your room and sleep on your bed, why can't your uncle come in? Besides, your father is still here, what's wrong with your uncle coming in to talk?"
Mu Xuan said sternly, reproaching Cailian while he watched Zhao Letian cautiously. A few days ago, he had learned that Cailian brought back a strange man and was exceptionally close to him, which made him very dissatisfied because if this reached young master Wusu'er's ears, the entire Baihua Tribe would suffer because of Zhao Letian, the stranger.
"Mu Xuan, speak, what do you want from me?"
Mu Lang said impatiently, frowning.
"Big brother, what else could I want? Of course, it's about Cailian and young master Wusu'er's marriage, or rather, it's about the future of our Baihua Tribe. I really don't understand, what's bad about young master Wusu'er? Talent-wise, he just turned twenty and has already reached the powerful cultivation of True Martial Fourth Realm, commanding respect along the Holy River. Background-wise, he is the eldest son of the leader of the Black Hawk Tribe, destined to inherit and dominate the tribe. Following him, Cailian will enjoy endless glory and wealth. Why stick to our small tribe, always treating and prescribing medicine for others?"
Mu Xuan said, his face bearing a look of earnest concern, seemingly truly considering what's best for Cailian.
"You think I don't know all that? But if Cailian is not interested in Wusu'er, what can I do?"
Mu Lang frowned and said,
"Big brother, I must say that you indulge Cailian too much. How can she decide on such a critical matter as marriage? Not to mention that Wusu'er is a dream prince for countless young women. Even if he was utterly worthless and extraordinarily hideous, as the daughter of the Clan Leader of the Baihua Tribe, Cailian has a duty to sacrifice herself for the good of our tribe by marrying Young Master Wusu'er."
Mu Xuan spoke confidently.
Hearing this, Zhao Letian fully understood what kind of person Mu Xuan was – definitely a scourge within the Baihua Tribe, a petty villain, a menace to their group. Although he saw through it, his face remained calm, and he had no intention of interfering, as he was merely an outsider and it would be inappropriate for him to meddle in the internal affairs of the Baihua Tribe.
"Uncle, I respect you as my elder, and that's why I call you uncle, but you don't get to boss around concerning my marriage. Also, if the Baihua Tribe has degraded to the point where it must sacrifice a woman to protect itself, then this tribe isn't worth my protection, no matter who that woman is. So, save your unnecessary words."
Cailian argued righteously. Although as a healer she was very gentle, the blood flowing in the veins of the children of the plains was untamed, just like the soaring eagles in the sky and the wolves running on the plains, unwilling to be restrained by anyone.
"How dare you! How do you speak to your elders? Brother, see for yourself, this is the daughter you have raised. Our Baihua Tribe will be doomed because of her soon."
Mu Xuan said angrily, embarrassed and furious.
"That's enough. Cailian's matter should be her own decision. I won't intervene, and no one in the Baihua Tribe should either. Mu Xuan, let's not speak of this matter again. You can leave now."
Mu Lang commanded sternly, displaying a look of impatience on his face.
"Fine, fine, big brother, continue pampering her then. Just make sure you don't regret it later."
Mu Xuan said resentfully, storming out of the tent.
"Kid, you better recover well. After you're healed, you should leave here quickly. As for dealing with the Black Hawk Tribe, just don't think about it."
After Mu Xuan's commotion, Mu Lang was no longer in the mood to talk to Zhao Letian and left the tent with a dismissive remark.
"Brother Zilong, don't mind him. My father has to worry about the whole tribe, and his bad mood isn't meant to slight you. You're still very weak; continue to rest. I'll make another medicinal soup for you later."
Cailian said with a charming smile.
"Thank you, Miss Cailian."
Zhao Letian bowed to express his gratitude; although he no longer needed the soup she was preparing, he did not want to reject Cailian's kindness.
"No need to be formal; just call me Cailian from now on."
Cailian shook her head, smiling, then walked out.
"Cailian, rest assured, the Baihua Tribe will definitely be alright."
Zhao Letian, with his hands clasped behind his back, watched her gracefully curving silhouette, his lips curling into a highly confident smile.
Cailian, the one who saved his life, was someone he would protect with all his might, safeguarding both her and the Baihua Tribe.
"Yes, I also believe that we will definitely overcome this difficulty."
Cailian paused, nodding her head, though she saw Zhao Letian's words as merely comforting. However, for some reason, they made her feel extremely reassured and secure.