The long-bearded man's words temporarily pressed down the internal disputes among the Mountain people, but neither Montrey of the Caron Tribe nor Hulechi of the Valle Tribe had changed their stance because of his words. Faced with the huge temptation of interests, it's difficult for anyone to remain clear-headed. To expect a tribe's Chief to consider the interests of the rest of the Mountain people, neither Montrey nor Woodleigh seemed to have reached such a breadth of mind.
"It seems Wu Gul wants to draw the Sanwa Tribe in to create balance, huh. His Carlo Tribe is now strong enough, getting the most out of every division of spoils, even what comes from the Sanjia Tribe, and now he plays this game in front of us, clearly not wanting to let our tribes threaten their status. How can there be such narrow-minded fellows among us Mountain people? Woodleigh, what do we do?" Montrey angrily drained his bowl of Camel Dragon Milk Wine and slammed the bowl heavily onto the table.
