Chapter 62 – Returning home (1/2)

Translated by Sunyancai

The tribe woke up early in the morning as usual. It was silent initially, and then got noisy gradually. looking calm and peaceful.

Ge yawned as he walked out of his door. It was yet another boring day, and he planned to go to the riverside to check on the kids fishing there.

He stretched his body while walking, but all of a sudden, he heard something, and looked towards the direction of the sound.

It came from the people, living near the Path of Glory.

And if you counted the time, you would realize that it was about time for the hunting team to return. These days, the other hunting team was already preparing to set off.

When Ge looked along those few people’s sights, and found that on the Path of Glory, two warriors were running up the mountain carrying a man. It seemed that the wounded man was unconscious, and those two warriors carrying him were quite anxious.

Was he badly wounded? Was it so severe that he could die any minute?

The man carried to the top was not a child but an adult, which relieved Ge, a little bit. During the days when the hunting team was supposed to return, old Ke was in a condition of anxiety almost always. He had not been sleeping well for a long time, and even when old Ke was wearing his stiff poker face, the others could tell from that frozen expression that old Ke was not in a good mental state.

“Well, is it that bad?” Ge slightly snapped.

或者明天便会回来了。

Since people sent the wounded warrior to the tribe, perhaps the main team would return this afternoon or early tomorrow.

Originally, Ge planned to drop by at old Ke’s place and tell him the news, but on second thought, Ge decided to wait a little longer, to see if there were any more wounded warriors or any unprecedented events first. Many people shared Ge’s thoughts, so those who had nothing particular to do just waited along the Path of Glory for the day.

Soon after, Ge and the others in the mountain foot district heard a noise, and the noise came from the mountaintop!

All of them looked up, only to find that a few people were rushing down from the mountaintop along the Path of Glory. To their surprise, one of them was the Shaman!

In the past when a hunting team returned, the Shaman would wait at the end of the Path of Glory, which was located at the top, to welcome them back. However, now the Shaman came down in a hurry. Two warriors guarded the Shaman on both sides, a bit afraid that he might trip or something. It seemed that if the Shaman wasn’t so old, he would have run down like a gust of wind.

When the Shaman passed the crowd along the Path of Glory, Ge and the others could see the expression on the Shaman’s face clearly. He was always calm and unperturbed usually, but now, he was quite anxious. It seemed that he was about to cry.

What the hell happened?!

Thinking about something big was happening or had happened, everyone became anxious.

Ge hurried towards old Ke’s place.

Suffering from severe insomnia, old Ke had bags under his eyes. For the past few days, he had been sitting in the room as usual, since early in the morning to do some stone crafting. The only difference was that he was totally absent-minded. In fact, he knew at heart that it was impossible for him to craft any fine stoneware given his condition. But he wanted to keep himself occupied, or else he wouldn’t be able to persuade himself not to wait along the Path of Glory, or wait outside the tribe.

How anxiously he waited!

Caesar was lying beside his in low spirits as well. His fur had become dim and dark. He was lying on his sides, with a bone in his mouth. When he was bored, he would chew on the bone lazily.

All of a sudden, Caesar moved his ears and stood up, with his eyes looking at the window.

“Old Ke!”

Ge’s voice came in from the window, and it was filled with anxiety.

Old Ke was stunned as he was polishing a piece of stoneware roughly. Unconsciously, he pressed down on the half-polished stoneware and broke it into two pieces.

The next moment, Ge went inside through the window. Knowing that old Ke had no time nor interest in setting traps on the window, Ge was much bolder and he wasn’t as timid when going in through the window as he used to be.

“What’s wrong?” old Ke started the conversation this time.

“I don’t know, but something big happened!” Ge told old Ke what he just saw earlier.