Chapter 653 - 652, Proposal _1
Fu Yi twitched a beast skin cushion from the corner and tossed it down to the feet of Bowman, who just stepped into the tent.
Bowman stepped on the cushion and noticed it was a comfortable stool, he thanked Fu Yi and sat down near the entrance.
"What brings you here today, Clan Leader Bowman?"
Bowman lifted his head to look at Shaman Ji Nuan sitting across from him, "I wanted to have a discussion regarding matters between our two tribes."
"Oh?" Ji Nuan looked surprisedly at the relatively young Orc on the opposite side, "Go ahead, tell me your thoughts."
Bowman nodded, "The issue between our two tribes mainly relates to my uncle and your deceased partner. I want to represent the Gru Tribe and express to you that we will not have any disputes with the Watson Tribe over my uncle, Bertel’s, death. We hope to peacefully resolve the issues between our two tribes without resorting to battle."
Ji Nuan was truly surprised at this point. She had never expected that this Orc, who seemed arrogant and domineering at the trade fair, would say such things.
"Do you really not care about your uncle’s matters anymore?" asked Ya Li, raising his eyebrows.
Bowman responded with a bitter smile, "I know about my uncle and Uncle Bosson’s affairs. And despite Uncle Bosson’s efforts in securing the medicine for her illness during the harsh winter, Ama was biased towards my uncle.
For my uncle, as long as Uncle Bosson lives, he poses a threat to his position as the clan leader. He has always been looking for an opportunity to kill Uncle Bosson. Even though he brought a lot of our tribesmen out last time, allegedly to the Watson Tribe to steal the Beast God Fruit, his motive was more about killing Uncle Bosson. I overheard his conversation with Ama."
With that said, Bowman lifted his head and looked at Ji Nuan, "I want to state that I’m aware my uncle’s death was largely due to his own selfishness. Therefore, we are willing to abandon this hatred. I’m wondering if you, Shaman Ji Nuan, are able to do the same..."
After a few days of the large trade fair, the young Clan Leader Bowman had a clear understanding of the current intertribal situation. The two major tribes of Eneru Mountain Forest now fully depended on the Watson Tribe. And the relationship between the Monte Tribe, the most dominant tribe in the Lamu Forest and the Watson Tribe, is also very unusual. The Clan Leader Meng Zhuo and his son Meng Tai are very respectful towards Shaman Ji Nuan. In such circumstances, conflict with the Watson Tribe would mean conflict with tribes from two mountain forests.
Thinking of the power of his own tribe after the Great Catastrophe, and those tribesmen who were led away by his uncle but never returned, Bowman just forced a smile. It’s better to live honestly and survive in my own territory without causing trouble. It’s really not worth it.
Ji Nuan glanced at Xiu Yan, remembered the moment when Bertel hugged Xiu Yan and they both fell into the Eneru River, and her heart ached again.
"Your uncle deserved his death, because he initiated the attack on our tribes in the Eneru Mountain Forest. But what about my partner? Why did he have to lose his life because of your uncle? You can give up avenging your uncle because he got what he deserved. But I cannot just forget about my partner. He didn’t deserve to die." Her face reddened, filled with hatred, she looked at Bowman. The anger in her eyes shocked the orc.