Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up

As soon as the Gold Behemoth finished speaking, the atmosphere in the small square immediately became tense.

The old man sensed something was wrong and said strangely, "Why does it suddenly feel a bit chilly? Could it be about to rain?"

After speaking, he urged, "You big fellows, hurry up and eat. If it rains, the corn in my field will rot. If the people from the Imperial Clan Court see this, they’ll take back our land."

Remo saw that his tribesmen were all worried and in no mood to answer the old man’s question, so he said, "Old man, feel free to go home and transport your grain. My tribesmen will be here for a long time. If we don’t finish today, there’s always tomorrow. We definitely won’t let your land be taken away!"

Hearing this, the old man was overjoyed, "That’s great, that’s great! You guys wait here, I’ll go home and have the extra grain brought over!"

Having said this, he didn’t bother with the frowning Gold Behemoths and turned back home with a smile.

Chief Buri watched the old man’s departing figure and sighed helplessly, "Let’s take it one step at a time. If they truly don’t want us, we really have no choice but to go back."

The younger Gold Behemoths beside him almost broke into tears.

"I don’t want to go back. It was hard enough having a full meal, and going back means going hungry again!"

"I’m not going back, you go back if you want to!"

"I’ll go plead with that female official in a while, even if it means kowtowing to her, so she’ll take me in."

"I can brew vinegar with Brother Remo and also help them mine or build city walls, as long as they let me have a full meal every three days. After all, their grain is going bad since they can’t eat it all, giving some to me would prevent waste."

Hearing this, the eyes of the other Gold Behemoths suddenly brightened.

Even Chief Buri thought it was a good idea.

They weren’t completely useless beings.

This empire called Great Xia is building the New Imperial City and surely needs manpower.

They can mine, they can work, they can certainly be useful.

Moreover, they’re not asking to be fed every day.

Having a full meal every five days isn’t unacceptable.

The stamina of the Behemoth Race is renowned in the Half-Beastman World.

If they can have a full meal every three days, they can work tirelessly without sleep.

Those humans can’t manage that!

Remo, hearing his tribesmen speak, said solemnly, "Rest assured, I’ll go find Lady Linglong shortly. She is a very kind-hearted person. If she knows you’re willing to stay and help, she’ll definitely agree!"

After saying this, Remo looked at the pile of grain before him, which resembled a small mountain, and smiled, "As for food, don’t worry at all. Great Xia lacks everything except food."

Chief Buri, worried, found his food tasteless and urged Remo, "There’s no time to lose, go find Lady Linglong now and tell her we want to stay."

Upon hearing this, the other Gold Behemoths also urged Remo to hurry and settle the matter.

Remo, originally unhurried, saw so many tribesmen urging him persistently, reluctantly nodded, "Alright, you guys wait here, I’ll go find Lady Linglong."

Having said this, Remo headed to the construction site of the New Imperial City.

Remo had previously heard that Linglong had been supervising on that side and could find her there.

Watching Remo leave, Chief Buri turned to look at Qianluo Shaman, who hadn’t spoken so far.

He opened his mouth but stopped short of speaking.

Ultimately, Qianluo Shaman broke the silence herself.

She looked at Chief Buri and frowned, asking, "Chief, what do you want to say? Just say it directly, beating around the bush isn’t like you."

Chief Buri said seriously, "Are you planning something?"

Qianluo Shaman was taken aback and frowned, "Planning something? I’m not planning anything!"

Chief Buri stared into Qianluo Shaman’s eyes, seeing she was telling the truth, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He advised, "I know you are very devout to the Beast God but this is someone’s territory. You’ve seen the foundation of this empire called Great Xia - a Spirit Pool full of Spiritual Energy and abundant food. Such a power is not to be provoked by us Behemoths! If you do something and anger this formidable power, it would mean a catastrophe for all Gold Behemoths!"

Qianluo Shaman impatiently waved her hand upon hearing this, "I get it!"

Chief Buri, regardless of whether she listened or not, continued, "You’ve seen it too; the conditions here are much better than in the Half-Beastman World. In the Half-Beastman World, our tribesmen couldn’t even have one full meal a year, mainly due to the Beast God’s relentless exploitation of the Behemoth Race! Now that we’ve finally escaped the Beast God, our tribespeople can finally have a full meal. Don’t ruin this great situation or harm these tribespeople!"

Upon hearing this, the nearby Gold Behemoths all cast strange looks at Qianluo Shaman.

As if Qianluo Shaman were a heinous villain who wants to harm everyone.

Qianluo Shaman’s face changed several times.

Upon first arriving in the New World, she did indeed have thoughts of offering this world to the Beast God.

But that thought faded after soaking in the Spirit Pool.

Ultimately, after gorging herself to the point her belly felt like bursting, the last trace of that thought entirely vanished from Qianluo Shaman’s mind.

As the saying goes.

Nobody is a masochist.

Every being has the instinct to seek benefit and avoid harm.

Compared to the Half-Beastman World and the Beast God, this empire called Great Xia is a pure land.

In fact, when that Gold Behemoth mentioned the possibility that the Great Xia Empire might not want them, Qianluo Shaman also got a bit nervous for a moment.

She also wants to live a good life and have enough to eat every day.

Therefore, when Chief Buri told her not to jeopardize the situation, Qianluo Shaman simply rolled her eyes, not wanting to say anything else.

Chief Buri saw Qianluo Shaman’s dissatisfaction and surprisingly felt relieved.

He was worried Linglong might have opinions about them and send them back to the Half-Beastman World.

That’s why he was on guard against Qianluo Shaman, afraid she might cause trouble.

Seeing that Qianluo Shaman seemingly had no such intentions, the stone that had weighed on his heart finally settled down.

"That’s good, that’s good!"

Chief Buri said ’good’ twice, then turned to look in the direction of the New Imperial City.

Although there were many people on that construction site, their strength was too feeble. They worked as if they hadn’t eaten.

If the Behemoth Race stepped in, they could finish half a month’s work for others in just one day.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Chief Buri’s face.

His biggest worry now was that this massive empire might not have a use for them.

As long as they were given a chance, the Gold Behemoths would prove themselves with their strength.

They are the most suitable for hard work!

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