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?”

His voice sank deep and hoarse suddenly, sounded like the one made by a demon. And such the words made Song Qinghan quite uncomfortable.

But Song Qinghan did not show the disgust on his face, instead, he loosened his eyebrows and slowly responded, “Then do you know how big the roe deer that grows to be the most delicious, Your Highness? Which part of the deer is the most divine? Is a bear’s paw delicious roasted, or steamed?”

Well, that was just a threat! So why should he be so afraid of? If this Mork guy really intended to make him a food on the table, he couldn’t escape at all, so he might as well let himself be verbally entertained for a while before he died.

It was nothing worth boasting for these so-called barbarians to eat humanity, but if they were capable of eating all the delicacies in this world of vastness, they could be praised as a group of celestial beings in this entire world. But Song Qinghan knew very well that if the barbarians could get to acquire these delicacies so easily, they would not be thinking of attacking Qing Mu every day.

Sure enough, after listening to his words, Mork got his expression on face changed slightly. Though it was just a slightest one, Song Qinghan did not miss the chance to catch the amusing expressional changes.

Moke glanced at Song Qinghan, then slowly turned around and walked back to his position, while saying in a deep voice, “I don’t think you are really aware of the real situation of yourself and how perilous it is. Or maybe I should take you to meet the captives we captured from your Qingmu troop, and you will see how we treat them?”

Song Qinghan skipped a heartbeat upon hearing the words of the barbarian leader. But instead of showing any expression of fear, he sharpened his eyes with brightness, trying to suppress the eagerness in his mind and answering, “Alright then, don’t ever think that I will be afraid, I want to see how vicious you will be to torture us.”

To Mork’s surprise, Song Qinghan would be so brave to accept the deal as it was meeting his request.

If Wu Dahu was really captured, they would be able to meet in a moment …

Noticing that Song Qinghan was seemingly showing his excitement to the upcoming ‘cruel’ scene, Mork felt quite confused while his eyes were teeming with suspicion. He found himself never able to probe the real thoughts of Song Qinghan about whether he was really excited or just disguising it. He didn’t say anything further, but turned to motion the servant outside the tent to bring Song Qinghan to leave the place.

Song Qinghan followed the man in silence. And when it was in the midway heading to the place, Little Shitou struggled to stick his head out from under the coverage of the mantle, and raised his tiny head to stare at Song Qinghan, “Femi Daddy, look Daddy?”

Compared to others of his age, Little Shitou was indeed a clear-tongued little prodigy.

Noticing that Little Shitou had sensitively perceived something, Song Qinghan smile bitterly and answered, “Yeah, we’re going to find daddy, you are allowed to meet your daddy very soon.”

Little Shitou had no idea about what the current situation was, but when he heard that he was able to reunite with his father in a few minutes, he clapped his hands happily and let out a meaningful cheer from his mouth.

The servant who led the way in front took a glance at the two in surprise. But when he caught a glimpse of the innocent face of Little Shitou, he started to feel hesitant while the steps of his suffered himself in a great embarrassment.

Song Qinghan detected the hesitation of the man, he raised his eyebrows questioning, “Why do you pause?”

The man glanced around meticulously, and suddenly he came to respond in a low voice, “Are you sure that you are willing to take your son over there to see the captives? I should warn you in advance that that place is with no difference against the hell, I am afraid your son will be…”

Song Qinghan frowned and then questioned again in a deep voice, “I don’t believe that you guys are capable of constructing an Avici Hell here! Come on, just tell me the truth, I am sure I can hold on.”

Seeing that Song Qinghan didn’t believe him, the man sighed faintly and answered softly, “Speaking of the Avici Hell, I believe that those captives would choose to stay there rather than to suffer here. Well, believe it or not, I will just warn you for the last time- I had failed to take any food myself for three days after having a peek into that scene.”

Even if Mork wanted to deter him, there was no need to stimulate him with words halfway through, so it was clear enough that the man was telling the truth.

Song Qinghan paused for a moment and suddenly an image of Wu Dahu being tortured by all manner of extreme penalties popped up iL his mind, the anxiety in his mind grew even severer. He lowered his head to glance at Little Shitou, and then stuffed him to the leading man’s arms, saying in a deep voice, “I will check it out myself, would you please help me take care of my son outside, please?”

The man fumbled to catch Little Shitou in his arms, seeing that although Little Shitou was somewhat resistant, the look in his eyes was more curious, he only felt his heart turn into a puddle of mud, and even his tone of voice could not help but become slower as he whispered, “Well, yes, I am pleased to help, but wait, aren’t you really afraid?”

Although there were not many people who had been brought to visit the captivity camp, Song Qinghan was the first one who came here with extreme calmness without even a desire to resistant at all.