Clan Chief Sun immediately picked up the golden spear legs and handed them to an old woman next to him, asking him to cut the golden spear legs into thin slices, mix them with some bread crumbs, and make them into meat paste for the child to drink.

"Young Master Chen, you are the great benefactor of our Sun family in Liu. Please wait for a while and I will pack up the tent now. Please come to my tent and talk to you!"

Clan Chief Sun used a standard dragon clan clan clan fist ceremony to Chen Qiye, and then went to his tent to clean up, representing the highest etiquette to welcome Chen Qiye.

"Young Master Chen, are you really giving away our musket legs so generously?" Sun Yiyi said in shock, dared to be angry but dared not speak.

This is a complete golden spear leg, and she is just giving it to someone like this, and she still can't react.166

"If you don't give it away, it will leave a disaster!" Chen Qiye signaled around with his eyes. Until Chen Qiye went to the patriarch's tent, she still didn't realize what it meant.

"Xiao Jian, do you understand what Mr. Chen said? What does it mean that if you don't send it, you will leave a root of disaster? This is the golden spear leg left by us after working hard for a long time, and we borrowed the name of Mr. Chen's Dragon Clan, and gave it to others like this?" Sun Yiyi said with confusion.

"Sister, I remember a proverb from the Dragon Clan." Sun Xiaojian was a male student. Before the holy war officially broke out, he studied at Sun's school for several years.

"What proverb?"

"Don't worry about being uneven, it means that if the things that everyone has assigned to you will cause hatred." Sun Xiaojian said thoughtfully.

"Mr. Chen did this because he was afraid that we would own a golden spear leg, but the Sun clan members did not, which would arouse their jealousy and leave the root of disaster."

Sun Yiyi was stunned for a moment and thought about it carefully. It was indeed the case. At least at the beginning when the three of them entered the loss refugee camp with their golden spear legs, the eyes of the tribe members not only envy, but also had a hint of jealousy and hatred.

But when Chen Qiye sent out the golden spear leg, the Sun clan members, especially those with children at home, looked at them with smiles.

"Forget it, just treat it as a good deed." Sun Yiyi was unwilling to accept it, but she said helplessly.

At the same time, Chen Qiye had already entered the tent of the clan leader Sun. He said it was a tent, but in fact it was just a few pieces of rags. He put a few wooden sticks on it. Except for a small iron pot in the middle of the tent, the clan leader's tent was nothing more than that, let alone the dozens of tents left in the Sun refugee camp.

"Young Master Chen, I was born noble. My Sun family is just a small family in the remote village of the Liu Kingdom. I am making you laugh!" Grandmaster Sun clasped his fists at Chen Qiye and said politely.

"Everything is simple!" Chen Qiye also held his fists and responded.

In the following time, the patriarch lit a fire and started chatting endlessly in the soup boiled by unknown grass leaves.

After beating sideways for a long time, when the leader of the Sun knew that Chen Qiye was from the Shen family of Jingguo, he could not help but feel restless.

"Dare you ask if Mr. Chen is a war soldier?" Grandpa Sun asked Chen Qiye with anticipation.

After chatting with Chen Qiye for so long, it was actually just for this question...78 Chinese website

"yes."

"How many levels?"

"Above the warrior."
Chapter completed!