Chapter 322 – The Strong Claim Everything; Grand Elder Jen’Gal Yuan - Part 3
“Woody,” Suljagar called, “come with me.”
Li Yuan followed. They slipped out of the crowd and into the main tent. Suljagar shooed the women inside away, then patted a broad chair, brushing warm furs smooth.
“Sit.”
“Yes, sir.” Li Yuan sat.
Suljagar rested an elbow on the fur-draped chair, his other hand lazily propping up his chin, his polished bone crown reflected the warm glow of the bonfire outside. A flicker of amusement crossed his face.
“Snow, like most of our people, knows almost nothing about the world beyond the ice. I, however, wandered outside when I was young and even spent two years with a martial sect. So, spare me the tale that you’re some hunter’s son.”
The two men locked eyes for several seconds.
“But I am Snow’s man,” Li Yuan replied.
“What is it you really want?”
“I want to enter the Deathless Tomb.”
“If that’s all, it can be arranged.” Suljagar filled a horn cup with a milky liquor, took two long pulls, and went on. “Yet, since you now stand as one of the Jen’gal, the TrueflameTribe, I would have you help us seize settlements beyond the tundra.
“I’ve learned that the outlanders are weak. I mean to lead my tribe out, let our people live in those settlements, return home from time to time, and at life’s end journey to the Deathless Tomb to rest.