At this time, the Lian tribal clan Patriarch compound.
Zhao Tiezhu ran in, and excitedly reported the situation of Yi Yun’s house to Lian Chengyu.
“Young master Lian sure has the best plans. Yi Yun’s house is now totally covered with dung, hahaha!”
Zhao Tiezhu laughed and Lian Chengyu just replied with a silent, “ehm” as he waved his hands saying, “Leave, and occasionally pay attention to Jiang Xiaorou’s house, and report to me anytime.”
“Yes, yes. This little one will be going,” Zhao Tiezhu accepted his orders as he bowed while retreating out of the house.
Zhao Tiezhu was in a good mood. He felt that Lian Chengyu was beginning to grow fond of him, for he was giving him tasks to do.
After Zhao Tiezhu left, Lian Chengyu calmly poured a cup of tea for himself. He then filled another cup to the brim.
At this time, from inside the backroom came out a yellow robed elder.
He laughed as he picked up the tea cup Lian Chengyu had filled, and took a sip.
This elder was the Lian tribal clan’s Patriarch.
“Chengyu, you have done well regarding this matter. I’ve really grown old,” shook the elder’s head. For the past few months, every matter of the Lian tribal clan was dealt with by Lian Chengyu.
Lian Chengyu had used the strong men to refine the desolate bones, worrying the yellow-robed elder, since there would be deaths caused by the refinement of the desolate bones. And with the starvation, it was a matter of time before the people began to riot.
Even if Lian Chengyu used the Blood Thinning Pill to draw out the potential of those people’s lives, and stabilize their condition, it was an unsustainable method as it overdrafted their life force. In a few days, those people would grow sick again and die.
When the matter was exposed, the Lian tribal clan would come under unprecedented pressure!
If not handled properly, it would cause a riot amongst the people. It would cause loss of lives, and could affect the refinement of the desolate bones. The consequences would be disastrous.
But the yellow-robed elder could not believe that Lian Chengyu had pushed all the blame to the dead Yi Yun before the illness broke out.
If so, even if the strong men who were refining the desolate bones died, no one would become suspicious, they would all believe that Yi Yun had initially contracted a strange illness and had been possessed.
Yi Yun spread his strange illness to the other men who were refining the desolate bones. This illness would later become an epidemic plague.
Also Yi Yun’s possession would give an ominous omen to the tribe.
At that point, the people would believe that Yi Yun had caused the deaths of everyone.
As such, the people would only hate Yi Yun and not hate Lian Chengyu. And there would be new strong men willing to carry on refining the desolate bones, and everything would be perfect.