Chapter 147
Chapter 147 – Agitation
Translated by Idontreallycare
The Shaman seemed to already know that Shao Xuan was ascending the mountain, so he was simply waiting for him to arrive.
When the people guarding the Shaman’s house saw Shao Xuan arrive, their faces were filled with smiles.
“The Shaman is waiting for you inside.” One man said.
“Thanks.” Shao Xuan responded while walking inside.
Seeing the Shaman seated, Shao Xuan felt that the Shaman was extremely exhausted. Not in a physical sense, but rather in his spirit. Though only a year had passed, the Shaman looked countless years older.
Walking towards the low stone table and sitting down, he asked: “How have you been?”
The Shaman disappeared so quickly that Shao Xuan felt a gust of wind blow in front of him. Very soon he came back, picked the stone up from the table, and disappeared once more.
While looking at his surroundings, waiting patiently, Shao Xuan stood up to fetch some water from the side and slowly drank some.
After a while, as people entered the Shaman’s house to switch teapots, they saw Shao Xuan calmly sitting there. Shao Xuan was the only person who could calmly sit inside the Shaman’s house, sipping tea. Even if the two team leaders were seated, they wouldn’t be this unreserved.
After approximately half an hour, the Shaman came back as if he was a gust of wind, calling, “Come with me, we’re going to find Xing!”
Shao Xuan knew who this “Xing” was, having met him a few times before. Xing was even older than the Shaman, and he had watched over countless team leaders and shamans. Inside the tribe, his words carried weight, and whenever there was a pressing matter, he would always be called upon.
Only, this old man wasn’t very easy to get along with. Shao Xuan remembered that the man’s gaze was sharp like a knife, seemingly being able to cut you.
The Shaman brought Shao Xuan out of the house, ascending to another part of the mountain.
As they walked, there were many people who were talking with one another, but the Shaman just kept moving. They were walking so quickly that they were unable to greet anyone.
“Is that…the Shaman?” A warrior asked.
“Seems like it.”
“What happened? Why is the Shaman in such a rush?”
“Did you guys not see who was following him?”
“They seem to be heading towards Lei’s house. They must be going to see Lei’s grandfather, Xing!”
Once this was said, many people displayed an, “I understand now” expression. It seems that the Shaman wanted to help Shao Xuan fight for his spot on the quota.
Although Gui He is the team leader of a hunting group, most times he would listen to Xing’s advice. Even if the Shaman gave Shao Xuan the spot, Xing might not accept it. If the Shaman wanted to add a spot, that would be even harder. During the time at the fire pit, they had announced only 30 people would be selected, so they can’t add or subtract a member.
At this moment, Xing was sitting in his room, eyes half closed, pondering something.
Xing’s father had once advised him to “Look to the distant, and don’t just focus on your surroundings.” And so, Xing thought that for his descendants to be limited to the original route was too monotonous.
If you’re going to do something, better do it big! Apart from the ancestor who had first set the paths hundreds of years ago, the exploration of the new route would be the greatest honor for the tribe!
This kind of glory should naturally be obtained by his family, as for other people, he didn’t care for them.
Thinking about what Lei had just told him, Xing snorted heavily. For the Shaman to help a kid from the mountain foot, isn’t that mistreating those above?
While thinking so, the Shaman had already brought Shao Xuan inside.
Because it was the Shaman, no one dared to block his way.
Although Xing was older, there was still a difference in their position. As the Shaman, everyone was required to give him respect.
Xing got up and greeted the Shaman. Regarding Shao Xuan, he pretended that he didn’t even exist.
“Ah Xuan, close the door.” Shao Xuan did as the Shaman directed.
Xing’s room wasn’t the same as others with either a wooden hide or a grass curtain for a door, he actually had a wooden plank.
Shao Xuan moved the wooden plank, covering the line of sight of the people outside.
Seeing the Shaman acting like this, Xing grew angry in his heart. As he was about to say something, the Shaman carefully pulled something out and placed it on the table.
All of Xing’s anger, all of his words had completely fled him upon seeing the stone. Due to his emotions being too complex and him becoming overly emotional, his facial expressions started to distort.
Shao Xuan felt the goosebumps on his arms growing even harder.