God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Chapter 2704 Where Did This Old Man Come From?

Despite the old clan chief's attempts to persuade him, including a mix of coaxing and deception, the third uncle showed no respect whatsoever.

Today, he's determined to deal with the Fire Spirit Tribe and rescue Ye Changqing; this old man is determined to go no matter what, he can't just wait around in the rear.

As the Third Uncle finished speaking, the three elders beside him also chimed in agreement.

These three men were not as senior as the Third Uncle, being a generation younger than him, but still higher than the old clan leader.

"Yes, we'll protect Third Master once we're on the battlefield."

Seeing the three men patting their chests and making promises, the old clan chief was completely dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"I'm telling you, who are you three protecting? You're barely managing to keep yourselves safe."

To put it bluntly, these three are probably not as strong as Third Uncle.

Third Uncle is just old, but that doesn't mean he's incompetent. He must have some skills to have lived this long.

If they weren't capable, they would have been killed long ago.

Before the three could reply, the Third Uncle slammed his cane on the ground and said impatiently.

"Do I need anyone to protect me? It's settled then. Let's set off immediately, and I'll lead the way."

Ok? ? ?

Seeing his third uncle's trembling appearance, the old clan chief was completely dumbfounded.

I wouldn't even agree to go to the battlefield before, how come you've gone even further now? How come you're leading the charge?

Such an outrageous request was naturally impossible for the old clan chief to agree to; how could he let his third uncle take the lead?

But without the old clan chief speaking, the Yanwu tribe members present spontaneously cheered.

Clearly, Uncle San's words boosted the morale of the clansmen even higher.

Look, even Third Uncle has personally taken to the field. How could we possibly lose this battle?

"Victory is certain, victory is certain, victory is certain."

It's unclear who spoke first, but soon a loud cheer erupted from the crowd.

There was no stopping it; faced with this scene, the old patriarch was on the verge of tears.

Now that things have come to this, we can only let our third great-uncle take over.

After a while, when everyone quieted down a bit, the old patriarch finally had a chance to speak.

"Then let's go."

He said with a hint of helplessness, "Sometimes, having too much morale isn't necessarily a good thing."

At the clan chief's command, the Yanwu tribe surged out of their territory and headed towards Ye Changqing and his group.

Third Uncle took the lead, and despite leaning on a cane and walking unsteadily, he was surprisingly fast.

The old clan chief kept following behind, giving him instructions.

"Third Uncle, Ancestor, please take it easy."

"Nonsense! I'm an old man who crawled out of piles of corpses, why would I be afraid of such trivial matters?"

Uncle San didn't take the people of the Fire Spirit Tribe seriously at all; they were just a bunch of immature brats.

Seeing how powerful his third uncle's aura was, the old clan chief was utterly helpless.

How old are you? Why are you still so combative?

Besides, I've never seen you get this agitated when we clashed with the Fire Spirit Tribe before.

You're probably doing this not for the tribe, but for Ye Changqing.

I don't even care to expose you.

Third Uncle had become the vanguard general, and under his leadership, the people of the Yanwu tribe set off with great momentum.

As for the old clan chief, he helplessly mingled in the crowd, and no one paid him any attention. All the clansmen's eyes were now focused on the Third Uncle.

As the saying goes, "An old steed in its stall may still aspire to gallop a thousand miles," and so should our Third Uncle.

In an instant, the hunched figure at the front of the group appeared much taller in everyone's eyes.

Having their third uncle around is a blessing for the Yanwu tribe.

In the Black Mist Forest, the Fire Spirit Tribe members were unaware that reinforcements from the Flame Warrior Tribe had already set off and were on their way.

Led by Huo Ming's unwillingness to give up, the members of the Fire Spirit Tribe followed the Black Mist Forest.

But even after following them all this way, Huo Ming still couldn't think of a single solution.

As they drew closer to the Yanwu tribe, some different thoughts began to arise among the members of the Huoling tribe.

Some people still firmly support their young clan leader. After all, they've followed him this far, and it would be a shame to give up now.

So even as they got closer to the Yanwu tribe and sensed increasing danger, they still firmly supported Huoming, their young clan leader.

However, another group of people had reservations about Huo Ming's decision.

They've already chased them all the way from their own home to the enemy's.

After the initial pursuit and pursuit failed, everyone sensed that something was wrong.

They chased them all the way, and the Yanwu tribe members ran all the way, but after so long, they still hadn't killed a single person.

Now that I've calmed down and thought about it again, I realize how outrageous these people are.

Their Fire Spirit Tribe gathered so many powerful warriors to besiege and kill just a few members of the Flame Martial Tribe, yet they failed time and again. It can only be said that these guys are truly difficult to kill.

Now that they've been trying to kill him for so long without success, the young clan leader is still relentlessly pursuing them. Isn't he just playing with everyone's lives?

If we continue chasing them all the way, we might not even know how we died if we encountered the Yanwu tribe. By the time we got here, everyone was already exhausted.

Therefore, those leading this group had long harbored reservations about the fire-dark ritual.

The further they went, the greater the differences between the two factions became, and now even Huo Ming and his son were finding it difficult to maintain a balance.

The team is getting a bit too much to handle.

Even so, Huo Ming did not want to give up and continued to try his best to stabilize the team.

However, with everyone having different thoughts, it's no longer something Huo Ming can easily stabilize.

"Young clan leader, we are already quite close to the Yanwu tribe. We cannot proceed any further."

"Yes, since there's no other way, the best course of action is to retreat for now and then make further plans."

Some people tried to persuade him, but Huo Ming remained silent and offered no response.

However, silence at this moment is obviously meaningless.

To make matters worse, just as Huo Ming was caught in a dilemma, a large group of people suddenly rushed up from the front.

The group of people who suddenly appeared were none other than the Yanwu tribe.

The group was led by several elderly men, and the one at the very front was even more outrageous—an old man leaning on a cane.

The old man was trembling, and it looked like he was about to be buried up to the top of his head, but when he charged into battle, he was full of momentum.

Upon seeing his third uncle, Huo Ming was still completely bewildered.

"Who is this old man?"

But Third Uncle didn't waste any words with him. He rushed to the Fire Spirit Tribe members in a few steps, raised his cane and smashed it down on the spot, shouting a loud command.

“You scum from the Fire Spirit Tribe, eat my leash!”

Ok? ? ?

"You are looking for death, old man."

After a moment of stunned silence, the Fire Spirit tribesman at the front suddenly snapped back to his senses and roared angrily.

Where did this old bastard come from? He's almost dead, and he still dares to come here and act so violently? He really has no respect for people.