"Golden Snake Mountain is the border between our village and the Gedo Stronghold's territory. The Gedo Stronghold has been growing stronger and stronger.
It has been annexing the surrounding strongholds.
Many of our mountains have already been taken by the Gedo Mountain Gang, but our strength cannot compare to that of the Gedo Mountain Gang.
That's why the Gedo Stronghold gave us our mountains.
But a few days ago, the Gedo Stronghold wanted Golden Snake Mountain. Golden Snake Mountain has a Spirit Vein!
Every year, our people collect spirit stones and hand them over to the Elder Council.
How can we give such an important mountain to the Gedo Stronghold when our own people aren't willing to use it? "
Li Mo nodded at Meng Kun's message.
Li Mo had heard of the stronghold's spirit stones.
Every year, the people of the Falling Mountain Stronghold would receive spirit stones. The amount they got depended on how many were left over after handing it over to the Elder Council.
But every year, even the Falling Mountain Stronghold's elders would be lucky to get a thousand low grade spirit stones.
The average clansman's share was even more limited.
The lowest ranked clansman would be lucky to get one low grade spirit stone a year.
Li Mo, as the acting tribe leader, got around two thousand low grade spirit stones a year.
But because Li Mo hadn't even been the leader of the Falling Mountain Camp for a year, he didn't get any spirit stones.
"Last year, Li Yan became the tribe leader.
Your Gedo Stronghold sent troops to Golden Snake Mountain, but Li Yan negotiated with you and you withdrew.
Li Yan gained quite a bit of popularity. It seems you made a deal with Li Yan, didn't you? "
Meng Kun watched Ge Fang with a frown.
When he thought about how Ge Fang and the others had come in the name of settling accounts with Li Yanqian and the others, plus the matter of Golden Snake Mountain, he couldn't help but sigh.
No matter how stupid Meng Kun was, he could guess a few things.
"That's right!
Li Yan agreed that as long as the Gedo Stronghold withdrew for half a year.
Then he would hand over Golden Snake Mountain.
Half a year is up now.
Isn't it time for your people to leave Golden Snake Mountain? "
Ge Fang didn't deny it.
Li Mo's eyes narrowed at this.
He said in his heart.
"This Li Yan is quite the schemer. Half a year ago, Li Yan became the acting tribe leader.
Therefore, Li Yan urgently needed to do something to gain popularity.
At this time, Gedo Mountain Stronghold attacked Golden Snake Mountain.
Li Yan definitely wouldn't be able to defeat the Gedo Mountain Gang, so he could use this opportunity to temporarily take care of them.
If he could even deal with the Gedo Mountain Village, he would definitely win over more clansmen with smaller surnames.
After waiting for half a year, Li Yan had accumulated enough popularity.
Then the Golden Snake Mountain is dispensable. Li Yan, oh Li Yan, you're betting your future with the resources of your clansmen. "
Li Mo grinned at the thought.
"I'm sorry, but you can go to whoever has an agreement with your Gedo Mountain Fort."
Bang!
Ge Fang slammed the table and scolded Li Mo.
"Stinking brat!
After staying in your Falling Hill Camp for half a month, I already knew that Li Yan and Wu Yiliu were dead!
You want me to go to them and ask for the agreement?
Are you taking our Gedo Mountain Village for fools? "
Ge Fang thought Li Mo had less experience in society and was easier to deal with than that wily old fox Meng Lin.
But Li Mo's words made Ge Fang's face turn ashen.
"Oh, you also know Li Yan is dead?"
Li Mo's face didn't change as he grinned.
"Li Yan is dead and now you're saying you have an agreement with him? Do you think I'll believe you?
Or do you think I'm a pushover? "
In this day and age, there was no contract. Dead men tell no tales.
Li Mo wouldn't admit it, so what could she do?
"You!"
Ge Fang was so angry she couldn't speak. Her aura pressed down on Li Mo.
But Li Mo sat calmly, even taking a sip of tea.
Li Mo had no fear of Ge Fang's aura.
This was the Falling Hill Camp, and Meng Lin was here.
Not to mention killing Li Mo, Ge Fang wouldn't even dare to hurt him.
As expected, Ge Fang's hand opened and closed a few times.
In the end, Ge Fang didn't attack Li Mo despite her short temper.
Ge Fang had a short temper, but after living for four centuries, she was experienced.
Ge Fang had tolerated it, but the young man she had brought along couldn't.
The tall and sturdy Ge Yuan stood up and shouted at Li Mo.
"Stinking brat!
You're crazy!
Do you have the guts to have a competition with our camp? "
Li Mo glanced at Ge Yuan with disdain.
"Hold a knockoff competition?
That requires both of us to represent our camps. I can represent the Falling Hill Camp, but can you represent the Gedo Hill Camp? "
His contempt was clear. 'You and I aren't equal!'
'What gives you the right to talk to me like that?'
"You're asking for it!"
Ge Yuan's position wasn't as high as Li Mo's, but he was the leader of the Gedo Hill Camp's younger generation. He was in the late Core Formation stage.
Seeing a mid Core Formation brat ridiculing him, Ge Yuan didn't care who he was and rolled up his sleeves, ready to charge.
"Enough!"
Ge Fang snapped, stopping Ge Yuan in his tracks.
These youngsters could ignore the consequences, but Ge Fang knew better.
Now that they were in the territory of the Falling Shadow Mountain Gang, it would not end well for them if they made a move.
Ge Fang sized Li Mo up and down.
It was only then that Ge Fang realized that this young man's experience in handling matters was no weaker than Meng Lin's.
No wonder Meng Lin let this young kid be the Falling Hill Camp's Tribe Leader. It seemed Meng Lin was raising him as his successor.
Ge Fang said.
"Ge Yuan cannot represent the Gedo Hill Camp, but I can!
Now, as the Great Elder of Gedo Mountain Fort, I challenge your Dusk Mountain Fort to a small competition. Do you accept or not? "
Li Mo pondered. Li Mo knew about the stronghold's competition.
Li Mo also knew the competition could be decided by the two sides.
So the strong could be the younger generation.
It can also make the experts of the older generation.
Li Mo also knew Meng Lin was in the Earth Immortal stage, but not as strong as the Gedo Hill Camp's Tribe Leader.
But not wanting to ruin the Falling Hill Camp's prestige, Li Mo spoke before Ge Fang could.
"Alright!
I accept on behalf of the Falling Hill Camp!
But since you are the challenger, we will set the rules. "
"Suit yourself."
Ge Fang smiled at Li Mo's acceptance.
The Gedo Hill Camp was one of the strongest eighteen of Jiuli Tribe's eighty-one camps.
The Falling Hill Camp couldn't compare. So no matter what rules Li Mo set, Ge Fang wasn't afraid.
"The older generation's competition will cause too much of a commotion, and the damage is too great.
Let's have the younger generation's competition. "
Li Mo tapped the table as he spoke.
He didn't know how strong the Falling Hill Camp's younger generation was, but Li Mo was confident.
As long as Li Mo stepped up, the Gedo Hill Camp's younger generation wouldn't lose!
(End of chapter)