This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 1584 - 680: Who Got Blown Up in the Chat

Scythia’s sudden questioning startled the ten or so Barbarian Tribe elders present, who instinctively turned to look at the others around them, with watchful eyes.

At the same time, more suspicious glances were cast towards the Barbarian Tribe elder confronting Scythia.

"Youman, you certainly need to explain this matter," the Clan Leader frowned as he looked over at him.

Youman was the name of this Barbarian Tribe elder.

Youman was a subordinate he had personally promoted, and having worked together for many years, the Clan Leader was fairly familiar with his character. However, Youman’s actions this time were indeed somewhat excessive compared to usual.

"Clan Leader, I saw this kid moving stealthily towards Moon Lake with my own eyes. Although he didn’t succeed, I’m sure this kid has some ulterior motive with Moon Lake!" Youman hurriedly explained.

"Even so, there’s no need to..."

The Clan Leader was about to say it wasn’t necessary to act so extreme, directly killing the other party, but Youman interrupted him.

"Clan Leader, have you forgotten? The incident with the Divine Race back then... I’m just trying to prevent a repeat of that incident, which is why I acted so ruthlessly..."

Youman’s pointed reminder immediately changed the expression of the Barbarian Clan Leader.

He naturally knew what ’the incident back then’ referred to.

Back then, a Divine Race who claimed to be a Mechanic broke the ceasefire agreement between the two races, intruding into the Ancestor Tribe and living among them for a long time, ultimately jumping into their Sacred Moon Lake in full view of everyone!

This event caused an uproar within the tribe back then.

Because until then, the creatures entering Moon Lake had always been Jie Lin’s native creatures. These creatures, born of the Moon Butterfly, nurtured by Jie Lin, jumped into Moon Lake, akin to returning to their source, so it was naturally considered unproblematic.

But what about an outsider entering Moon Lake? What consequences would that have, would it anger Moon Lake, or affect it somehow, no one dared to determine.

Whether emotionally or rationally, an outsider jumping into Moon Lake was something the tribespeople found unacceptable.

Why did that event occur back then? Ultimately, it was because the then Clan Leader grew soft-hearted and did not drive the Divine Race away immediately, instead allowing him to live among the tribe, which eventually led to this disaster.

So after that event, the Clan Leader at the time was forced to resign amidst a storm of criticism until a new Clan Leader was appointed, and since no obvious changes occurred to Moon Lake later on, the matter finally subsided.

Now, another outsider has arrived in the tribe, dressed similarly to the Mechanic from back then, and also seemingly harboring some intentions towards Moon Lake.

All of this is so reminiscent of the past...

"Clan Leader, of a different race, their hearts are surely different!" Youman added a bewitching remark.

The Clan Leader’s eyes flashed with insight, as if suddenly enlightened, his previous hesitant expression immediately turning resolute.

"You’re right, since he is an outsider and with the Moon Festival approaching, it’s good to eliminate such potential dangers in advance," the Clan Leader declared coldly, setting the nature of the matter.

"You!"

Scythia was enraged as the matter’s essence was twisted with just a few words between the two, glaring at the Clan Leader: "Such obvious deceptive talk can persuade you? You really have become senile!"

"Outrageous, Scythia, mind your tone, who allows you to speak to the Clan Leader this way?" Youman stood up and scolded angrily.

"It’s not for a suspect like you to tell me how to speak." Scythia sneered.

She had been serving as the chief Herbalist since the previous Clan Leader’s reign, a respected elder through three regimes, if it came to seniority, the current Clan Leader would be considered as her junior, giving her the confidence to speak so.

"Suspect?" Youman narrowed his eyes: "Scythia, are you accusing me of being a Parasite?"

"Yes, that’s exactly what I mean!" Scythia sneered, looking at the Clan Leader: "Clan Leader, I suggest launching an internal investigation on Youman to thoroughly examine his issues!"

Facing Scythia’s direct questioning, Youman remained unfazed, instead, smiling slightly: "Fine, fine, I’m a Parasite, then what about the others present? Since they are not joining you in accusing me, do you see them as Parasites too?"

"This..." Scythia frowned, she indeed had suspicions about others, but now she only wanted to first target Youman, clear his issues before considering others.

The other party was clearly employing isolation tactics, trying to place her in opposition to everyone else. Scythia instinctively wanted to refute but was one step ahead interrupted.

"Me, a ’Parasite’, acting all in the interest of the tribe’s safety, while you, the so-called elder, are desperately speaking for an outsider, even at the cost of defaming your fellow tribesmen, sowing discord. Do you know what kind of crisis of trust this could cause in the tribe?"

Youman wore a cold smile, seemingly recalling something, remarked meaningfully: "Speaking of which, wasn’t the Mechanic back then taken in by your family? Now another outsider has come, coincidentally brought by your family again, oh how history repeats itself... Who’s the Parasite here, it’s truly hard to say..."

"You!"

Scythia was rendered speechless, her face turning red as she clutched her chest, her breath erratic, almost spitting blood in anger.

Never did she expect that the other would turn back the accusation of being a Parasite onto her, even insulting her family in the process.