This was a problem that had existed since a long time ago, and it had a deep grudge. If they didn't handle it properly, the tribal war could erupt at any time.
The old chief pondered for a moment before he resolutely gave his order. "Qiu, I'll take care of this matter. You and Bai Xiaojing will do your most important thing. That's more important than anything else. Put your gun away, you'll each take one, and you'll also bring all your bullets. Use them when necessary."
"We can't do this." Both the man and Qiu were frightened by this proposal.
There were only two hunting rifles in the tribe. Wasn't it the same as giving up all the force and looking for abuse? You know, the conflict caused by the water source had always been solved by force. If there was no gun, what would the tribe use
