A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[2]

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After the group of people in behind finally caught up, they scrambled to explain to the person at the gate, interspersing with some words that Song Qinghan could not understand.

After the explanation, the man at the gate took a glance at Songhan in suspicion, while motioning him to stretch forth his arms.

Noticing that one of the men was rushing over with a rope in his hand, Song Qinghan attempted to unveil the mantle covered on himself and expose Little Shitou who looked rather innocent. And then he uttered peacefully, “I can’t make it since I have to carry my child with my hands. Furthermore, I’ve got another one in my belly currently. Well, what I mean is that you don’t even have to concern that I will escape from here by my own.”

Those people paused in their hands after seeing Little Shitou’s face, and then the head among them waved his hand cheerfully, “Alright, go in!”

Song Qinghan didn’t expect them to be so nice at all in the very beginning, but such a situation was beneficial to him, so he didn’t say anything in response and followed behind the head among the men, slowly walking towards the unknown.

After walking around for a while, the head among the men finally stopped and said something to the person in front of him, and when he received a reply, he moved aside and said to Song Qinghan, “Our Master requests you to go inside.”

Upon hearing the word “Master”, Song Qinghan froze utterly.

He just thought that he would be locked up in the woodshed or something, and that the so-called ‘Master’ would meet him once he was free, but to his surprise, was he brought directly to the barbarian leader?

Although he was dazed for a moment, he quickly reacted, nodded in response and slowly walked towards the front.

As soon as the tent was lifted by the servant serving outside the tent, the inner structure of the tent of the barbarian leader emerged right in front of Song Qinghan.

Nothing was displayed on the surrounding ornament but all manner of SKULLS. However, such an environment did not scare Song Qinghan at all. Instead of being frightened, he was kind of excited.

The barbarian leader, Moke, did not miss the excitement in Song Qinghan’s eyes. He raised his eyebrows and questioned, “Aren’t you afraid? These are all the bones of your compatriots in your dear Qingmu region. Only the most exquisite and perfect ones will be displayed here.”

Upon hearing the words, Song Qinghan looked up slightly and glanced at Moke. He found that the so-called ‘barbarian’ leader was much gentler on the look than he had imagined. Although he also had the thick eyebrows and large eyes common among barbarians, his profile was much softer, and if he were living in the modern time, he probably would be described as a man who possessed a tender ‘female’ look.

With this in mind, he came to relax all of a sudden and, bowed with his hands folded in front, responding in a deep voice, “To be honest, I have probably come into contact with more bones than you have, Your Highness, and I’ve also witnessed numerous ones from Qingmu region. So how coward will I be if I just cringe at the sight of them?”

Mork chuckled lightly and stood up suddenly, slowly walking up to Song Qinghan with his pair of eyes burning with curiosity, “This is the first time I’ve heard of someone who has seen more bones than I have, do you eat people too?”

Noticing that Song Qinghan was frowning slightly there after that, he sized Song Qinghan up and down as if to view him as an object, and then delivered a wry smile, adding, “Did you say that you are currently pregnant? Then do you know what kind of pregnant man delivers the most delicious flesh? Or let’s just say, what kind of infants are the most delicious one?”