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What he received was a chrysalis of a guiding bee, sealed in a miniature pottery jar.

When needed, one only had to open the stopper and pour in clear water. Within seven days, the chrysalis would hatch.

A'Diao carefully stowed away the guiding bee and left, glancing back every few steps.

A'Rao watched her brother's departing figure, crying her heart out.

...

In reality, A'Diao had no intention of going to the large tribe to broaden his horizons.

Just as Long San had said, his enemy was only a small tribe. Was it necessary to train in a large tribe for such an enemy?

Actually, it wasn't necessary.

A'Diao said this only to keep A'Rao in the tribe.

It would be more convenient for him to return alone.

Twenty days later, he arrived at the cave where he and his sister had once hidden.

The cave entrance was still well-concealed by stones, which meant that no one had discovered the existence of this cave over the years.

The entrance not being damaged indicated that the bronze sword inside was still there.

After confirming this, he continued north to the Frost Land Tribe.

Now he had grown into a big boy, and his appearance had changed greatly. No one could recognize him this time.

The Frost Land Tribe was also a small tribe, not much larger than Long San's.

The structure of the tribe hadn't changed much, but the people in the tribe had changed a lot.

"Grandpa, may I ask if this is the Frost Land Tribe?" A'Diao stopped an old man who looked familiar and asked.

"Yes! Where do you come from, guest?" The old man asked weakly, his body hunched over.

"From the south," A'Diao replied.

"Oh my! You're really brave! There are bandits in the mountains to the south. You're lucky to have made it here alive!" The old man gave a thumbs up.

"Really? I didn't encounter any," A'Diao scratched his head and smiled.

He recognized this old man.

The Frost Land Tribe didn't have many people; everyone knew each other.

"Hey! That's why I said you're lucky! But young man, I advise you not to stay here for long. If you have good legs, hurry east!" The old man whispered in his ear as a reminder.

"Why?" A'Diao asked deliberately.

"Can't say! Can't say!" The old man waved his hand and quickly walked away.

It seemed that A'Diao's enemy must still be in this tribe.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Wait!" A'Diao trotted a few steps to catch up with him, wanting to ask some more questions.

"Go away! Go away!" The old man was a little scared and didn't want to say another word.

Afraid of getting too close to him and causing trouble for himself.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid. I don't have any bad intentions," A'Diao explained.

"You kid, I don't know you. Why are you pestering me? If you keep this up, I'll call for help!" The old man said unhappily.

"Grandpa, I just want to ask, why aren't there any young people in this Frost Land Tribe?" A'Diao asked.

He had been observing for a while, and all the people coming and going were old men and women. He didn't see a single young person.

"Don't know! Don't know! Hurry up and leave! Don't ask anymore!" The old man waved his hand and went straight into his grass hut.

A'Diao sighed. Not wanting to make things difficult for him, he continued to walk inward.

"Auntie..."

A'Diao ran into an old woman and was just about to speak.

As a result, the old woman glanced at him and immediately fled in panic.

Next, he encountered several old women in a row, but no one paid attention each time he tried to talk to them.

A'Diao frowned.

He walked around the tribe and didn't see anyone holding a weapon.

This meant that the people in the tribe were not being controlled.

Then what were they so afraid of?

To find the answer, he decided to go to the home of his former playmate, A'Mi.

"Is anyone there?" A'Diao shouted loudly in front of A'Mi's grass hut.

"嚓 嚓 嚓 ~"

A slight rustling sound came from inside the grass hut.

It seemed that someone had heard the sound and hid.

Regardless, A'Diao went straight into the grass hut.

"Ah ~"

A scream sounded, and a large number of dried leaves were thrown at him.

A'Diao protected his face and looked closely.

It turned out to be a six-year-old girl.

Although he didn't recognize this little girl, he could guess that she must be A'Mi's younger sister.

"Little girl, don't be afraid. I don't have any bad intentions," A'Diao comforted.

"Ah! I'm going to fight you!"

Just then, a loud shout suddenly came from outside.

Before A'Diao could react, his left foot had already been grabbed and pulled outwards with all its might.

"A'Mi! A'Mi! Stop pulling, it's me!" A'Diao had already recognized from the voice that the boy behind him was A'Mi.

"..., that voice..., are you A'Diao?" A'Mi stopped and asked.

"Yes! It's me!" A'Diao crawled out of the grass hut and straightened the hair on his forehead.

"A'Diao! You're still alive?" A'Mi was a little surprised.