<strong>Capítulo 1684: Chapter 1684: Tradition</strong>


    Hearing the footsteps, Chen Xue discarded the sickle and bowed deeply to Qin Yu and Mo Yuqi.


    Qin Yu and Mo Yuqi just nodded slightly. What could they possibly need Chen Xue to do? She was just an ordinary girl.


    “Chen Xue, you all shouldn’te to dangerous ces like this casually. Sooner orter, something will happen. I’ll speak to the Silver Moon Sect about this.”


    “Mm,” Chen Xue nodded softly, deeply affected by herpanion’s death.


    “We’re leaving now. You can rest here for a day; the Silver Moon Sect wille soon to handle the trouble.”


    “Thank you, Mr. Mo.”


    After bidding farewell to Chen Xue, Mo Yuqi and Qin Yu left the inn and walked towards the herders.


    Before leaving, Qin Yu took arge piece of meat, opened the passenger door, and picked up Little Song from the car seat.


    Even in sleep, Little Song’s nose was twitching non-stop, clearly smelling the aroma of the roasted meat.


    Little Song’s small melon-like head lifted, trying to snatch the beef from Qin Yu’s hand, but Qin Yu clearly didn’t want to let it seed and lifted the beef higher.


    With its eyes closed, Little Song stood up and bit towards the beef.


    Qin Yu stopped teasing it and let go of his hand; Little Song clung to the beef with its tiny paws, gnawing at it vigorously.


    Mo Yuqi watched in amazement, admiring the Guardian Divine Beast of Cheng Venerable, which even in deep sleep, had the instinct to eat. However, didn’t squirrels like pine nuts?


    After Sangba got into the back seat of the car, he was also surprised. “Benefactor, is this your Spiritual Beast? A little squirrel?”


    “Sort of. Qiqi, drive. Danba, you guide the way.”


    “Yes.”


    Following Sangba’s directions, it took more than three hours for the SUV to reach a wooden vige gate, on which several powerful, gilded characters were inscribed—Tanmu Vige!


    Qin Yu looked up and saw that Tanmu Vige was vast, covering at least thousands of acres!


    There were several watchtowers on each side of the vige gate, with guards patrolling and strong crossbows mounted on them.


    “**&…%*&…” Upon seeing the SUV, someone on the watchtower let out a loud shout.


    Sangba hurriedly stuck out his head and shouted back, “**&%*&%…”


    Seeing that it was the young vige chief returning, the guards quickly opened the gate, and the SUV drove into the vige!


    In the border area, horses were the main form of transportation, and the vigers rarely saw cars, so they gathered around, looking with curiosity.


    After seeing Sangba getting out of the car, everyone bowed and paid their respects, “We’ve seen the young vige chief.”


    Sangba looked around and upon spotting an acquaintance, he grabbed the man’s arm and asked in a deep voice, “Zhaxi, has Dahu returned yet?”


    Hearing this, everyone’s faces showed disappointment; they had thought Sangba had brought back Dahu!


    “What, have people from the Sangtong Vigee?” Seeing everyone’s expressions, Sangba’s face turned ugly; his worst fears wereing true!


    With a grimace, Zhaxi said, “I don’t know who tipped off the people of Sangtong Vige, but now that Dahu isn’t here, what do we do?


    If the Snow Mastiff King’s cub is snatched away, our Tanmu Vige will face even tougher times!”


    Mo Yuqi asked, puzzled, “It’s so strange. Why use dog fighting to decide the fate of the Snow Mastiff King’s cubs?”


    Sangba and Zhaxi were taken aback by the question. They didn’t know why either. After a pause, Sangba said, “It’s just tradition, I guess? A tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years.”


    Qin Yu shook his head gently, “It may be tradition now, but originally, it wasn’t about tradition! Only the vige with the strongest Mastiff King could prove their mastiffs had the best genes!”