Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 532 Disease
Seeing my friend like this.

Qing Rong didn't know what to say. Chief Wu Ma had issued an order that he could talk to his son more about trivial matters in life, but he was not allowed to mention anything related to clan affairs.

It is said that this will be beneficial to Ji Hai's recovery.

However, after so many visits, he felt that Ji Hai's emotions and mental state had become quite stable, and was not as serious as the clan leader had made public.

So last visit.

Qing Rongcai made an exception and revealed a piece of news.

For him, even though his future is no longer tied to Ji Hai, he still secretly hopes that his friend can return to his past state, or at least return to normal life as soon as possible.

At that time,

Indeed, as Qing Rong joked, Ji Hai was one of the most handsome men in the Baimei clan.

But he is the one that really attracts attention.

Or the amazing talent for animal taming,
It can be said that it is not inferior to today's faceless.

Although the combat strength is a bit weak,
But given Ji Hai's identity advantage, no one doubted that he would not be the new master of the Baimei clan in the future.

But all this.

They were all interrupted by his sudden illness - the other party showed symptoms as soon as he returned from South United City, and then he has been locked here.

It happened suddenly.

Is it a genetic disease or a serious illness?

No one else, including Qingrong, knows more details.

"Ji Hai, do you still remember Nan..." Qing Rong paused, and was about to ask the question that had been on his mind for a long time, quietly.

He was stunned.

On the opposite side, white foam suddenly overflowed from the corners of Ji Hai's mouth, dripping onto the ground, and his body was shaking uncontrollably, but because his joints and torso were locked on the copper pillars, the amplitude seemed barely noticeable.

Qing Rong rushed forward quickly.

Hold your friend's face in your hands.

Ji Hai's originally gentle expression was now extremely ferocious, not because of anger, but because of pain - every muscle on it was out of control, as if it had its own consciousness, like a tiny snake twisting wildly.

The young man gritted his teeth.

Like I could bite them all into pieces.

Qing Rong was shocked. He pinched his friend's chin to prevent him from biting off his tongue, and turned around and shouted, "Someone! Call a doctor..."

The curtains were blown open with a loud bang.

The person who came was a middle-aged herdsman woman.

"Ouch." Nanny Li was quick but not panicked. She took out a wet towel and stuffed it into Ji Hai's open mouth. She hugged his head and comforted him softly, "It's okay, it's okay..."

She turned to look at Qing Rong: "Young Clan Leader is sick again. He will be fine soon. I will take care of him. You can go back first."

Qing Rong stood up slowly.

There was a flash of sadness in his eyes.

Nanny Li is undoubtedly more experienced in dealing with such things. He can't be of any use staying here. Besides, there are many chores in the tribe that need his attention.

"Ji Hai, I'll come see you next time."

Without caring whether his sick friend could hear his farewell, Qingrong lowered his head and turned away after he finished speaking.

He didn't see it.

Ji Hai, who had a hideous face and bloodshot eyes, suddenly raised his head and stared at him at the last moment before he left.

There was a hint of relief in his eyes.

And apologies.

After a long time, Ji Hai's body gradually calmed down. Nanny Li took the towel from his mouth and prepared to go out to fetch water.

Inside the narrow tent.

Except for the young man's heavy breathing.

Silence returned again.

"squeak!"

Suddenly, a small bulge appeared on the ground, and a pair of bright lights and thin beards poked out from under the blanket.

It's a prairie gopher.

"Hush... Be quiet." Ji Hai was exhausted and weak. "Which number are you? Judging from the fur color, it looks like No. 7, but the birthmark is similar to No. 2... Never mind, they are all the same."

The sleek-haired mole didn't understand what he was saying and just turned around twice.

However, a ball of stuff came out from the cheek pouch.

When they were spread out, they were all pieces of clothing of various colors that had been bitten off. Judging from the patterns and designs of the materials, they belonged to different tribes.

Ji Hai opened his eyes.
Carefully distinguishing in the darkness.

Since the last visit, my father has become more and more vigilant, but Qingrong is still as unaware as ever...

He sighed.

Then, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

It was a crumb.

But it was not the cloth or leather commonly worn by the nomads of Shem, but gorgeous and exquisite silk.

The gold-inlaid pattern...

Merchants Guild.

An unknown fire surged in his heart, and Ji Hai clenched his fists immediately, but then endless fatigue and weakness overwhelmed him, and the young man almost fainted.

His condition.

It is indeed not a fake.

It was not the mental illness that Wu Ma had announced, but its severity was no less—Ji Hai could clearly feel that his body was getting worse and worse.

Who knows, it may not take long.

Even without tying himself up with this bronze pillar, he couldn't go anywhere.

I don’t know if it’s due to the illness.

Or maybe it's because he could only communicate with animals in the dark during these years, and his already outstanding ability in taming animals has become even more sophisticated recently.

"But what's the use?"

He spoke softly to himself, as if whispering.

Just like he couldn't leave here, the White Eyebrow Clan couldn't leave the Merchant Guild now; on the contrary, Ji Hai was like a useless man now, and the tribe didn't even need his help, and would be able to survive the beast disaster smoothly.

Even, his own appearance.

It may also bring a catastrophe to the Baimei clan.

Involved in the Bloody Rebellion.

This is something that the United City absolutely cannot tolerate.

Not only would it cut off the support of the Merchant Guild, it might also attract a large army to attack...

It is for this reason.

Ji Haicai acquiesced to his father's handling of the matter to a certain extent, and at the same time did not tell his good friend Qing Rong the truth - it absolutely could not be leaked.

however……

"United City, Merchant Guild, Long En..." Ji Hai gritted his teeth, "They actually attributed the destruction of Sorrow Mine Town to the Bloody Rebellion."

If Ji Hai was not from the Shan tribe.

And he happens to have a talent for taming animals.

I really couldn't find the truth.

——That might be a good thing.

He would not be implicated and labeled as a remnant of the Bloody Rebellion, nor would he be diagnosed with this strange disease.

……

……

"...Wolf?" The long-haired animal trainer picked up a handful of dirt from the ground.

Behind him, the mercenary warriors lined up.

Those who followed Wumian were not members of the White Eyebrow Clan, but private soldiers from the Merchant Guild.

He put the soil in his palm and crushed it.

There was brown-red hair inside.

With faceless experience.

It is entirely possible to determine that they fell not long ago.

At a moment when the beaked beast is approaching from all sides.

There are also Boneyard Wolves active in the eastern part of Shandi, which is a rare sight.

(End of this chapter)