CHAPTER 1232: 547: NINI’AN VOMITS BLOOD! SUO MO ESCAPES!_2

Then, Nini’an ran out like a madwoman.

She wanted to call for reinforcements, to summon all the great fighters of the tribe. No matter the cost, she was set on killing Suo Mo to vent her seething anger.

At this moment, no words could describe the bitterness and hatred in her heart.

She craved revenge; she sought a mad revenge against Lanling, the cruelest form.

Suo Mo was Lanling’s only kin, and her revenge would start with killing Suo Mo!

Constantine took a deep breath, swallowed a Blood Qi Elixir, and then picked up his great sword.

He intended to personally kill Suo Mo.

It had been nearly ten years since he last fought, and now he needed to show everyone that the number one warrior for hundreds of miles was none other than Constantine himself.

With the great sword in hand, he stepped out of the tent, one stride at a time.

He was determined to kill Suo Mo, determined to tear him into pieces.

...

However...

Upon emerging from the tent, Constantine was met with a scene that made his eyes bulge with rage.

Suo Mo stood tall on a small hill, holding the dazzling Nini’an in his grasp, his great sword across her neck.

"Chieftain, I should have vanished without a trace, never giving you the chance to besiege me," Suo Mo proclaimed loudly, "But I felt I should bid you farewell before leaving, given I have served you loyally for nearly twenty years."

His voice was so loud that every soldier of the Chimera Tribe, and even those from the Ankara Tribe, heard it clearly.

Immediately, over ten thousand pairs of eyes focused on Suo Mo.

"I could have held your daughter hostage," Suo Mo declared loudly, "But I have never stooped to such actions."

"Go back." Then, he withdrew his great sword and pushed Nini’an forward.

Nini’an stumbled clumsily but then got up and ran swiftly towards Constantine.

"It’s true that I knew all about Lanling leading the Foreign Tribe Army in rebellion," Suo Mo said, "When Goru pushed him into the magma while trying to snatch his daughter, he already harbored thoughts of rebellion. After I tried to retrieve Lanling’s daughter and was spat on by Goufu in public, trampled and humiliated by the Chimera Tribe’s people, and when Constantine extorted him to trade a Griffin Beast for his daughter, Lanling was already set on rebellion."

Hearing this, Constantine’s face twitched.

It was true, from the moment Lanling entered the tribe, he had already decided to rebel.

Suo Mo continued, "But I didn’t agree with him, I firmly rejected his notion, and rebuked him. I believed one should not betray the chieftain or lead the Foreign Tribe Army to its doom."

Everyone was silent, listening intently to Suo Mo’s speech.

"Constantine, I know you’ve been trying to buy off my adopted son, Du yan, to have him replace me. I have been aware of this all along but didn’t care at all."

"If Du yan had shown some promise, I would have given him the leadership of the Foreign Tribe Army long ago. This position is not one of power, but a crushing burden that suffocates me."

"But you don’t understand why I have fought so hard to maintain the Foreign Tribe Army’s independence and dignity. It’s because only by doing so can this entity survive. If Du yan led the Foreign Tribe Army, he’d discard fairness and justice entirely. The army would splinter instantly, with some seeking favor from the tribal elite, betraying their comrades to gain status and becoming loyal dogs like Goru. Meanwhile, the majority would become slaves to the Chimera Tribe, utterly losing their fighting spirit, and as an organization, the Foreign Tribe Army would be doomed to oblivion."

"Yet you, Constantine, failed to grasp this and wished to micromanage every Foreign Tribe Army soldier," Suo Mo lamented in fury, "Is it necessary? Haven’t I been loyal enough all these years? Have I ever defied a single order of yours?"

"To the point!" Suo Mo exclaimed, "In all these years, how have you treated the Foreign Tribe Army? Our weapons are the worst in every battle, yet our achievements are the most significant. In every hunt, we suffer the most casualties and hunt down the most beasts. Yet, our daily rations are only a third of what the Chimera Tribe citizens receive, and the meat we get is only a fifth. We can hardly fill our stomachs, slaving away for you year after year, day after day, yet we are seen as less than slaves, less than dogs, spat upon by every tribesman."

"Even so, I never thought of rebelling," Suo Mo explained, "But... Lanling is my own nephew, my only blood relative in this world. Just because he performed exceptionally in the great battle against the Wild Horse Tribe and achieved astonishing feats. Just because after a month of training he could defeat Du yan. Just because he is a supreme genius, you wanted to kill him, destroy him."

"Constantine, I never intended to rebel, but you left me no choice because you wanted to kill my kin," Suo Mo shouted fiercely, "Even if you kill me, I won’t rebel. But kill my family, that’s where I draw the line."

"I’m a useless man, too rigid and constrained by far too many rules. But Lanling is different, he’s a genius, a maverick genius, unlike an incapable person like me," Suo Mo sneered at Constantine, "If he doesn’t rebel, he will meet a dead end, so if that’s the case... Then let there be rebellion!"