Bai Xiaosheng had heard from the minibus driver that both the Kuer Clan and the Kurik Clan had embraced modern civilization, yet retained their valiant, battle-ready styles. They even continued to observe the coming-of-age ritual of participating in hunts in the primordial forests to temper their wildness. Both clans only adopted farming in the last two to three decades and after enjoying the benefits, became extremely passionate about the land, which this time led to a violent conflict over land irrigation.
Hearing the shouting outside, demanding they hand over some Huaxia people who supported the Kuers, Bai Xiaosheng glanced out the window to see the Kurik people surrounding them, and frowned. Those young men with faces painted in oils, holding spears, had a demeanor of defiance and fearlessness, their eyes menacing and resolute, with not the slightest hint of jest.
The minibus driver's expression quickly changed to one of panic, and the five armed guards inside also tensed up.
