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Chapter 1868: Afraid of Taking Action Chapter 1868: Afraid of Taking Action Editor: Henyee Translations The third-in-charge of the Tiger Head Tribe seethed with resentment and fury, “I believe the dog officials will undoubtedly use them as bait.

How do we rescue this individual?

Storm the prison?

I won’t object, no matter what course of action you propose!” His words dripped with bitterness and ire, causing the faces of everyone present to darken.

Storming the prison was out of the question.

The defenses at the Giant Rock Gorge were meticulously laid out, and their forces had been decimated in their previous attempt.

They couldn’t even dream of infiltrating enemy territory.

The recent defeat had been devastating, particularly for the Tiger Head Tribe, which had already suffered significant losses before.

Second-in-Charge Cao’s retaliatory expedition had only worsened their plight, costing him his life and leaving only two survivors from the tribe.

With more than two-thirds of their elite warriors gone, the notion of breaking into the prison was ludicrous.

Despite their reluctance to accept it, they had to acknowledge their limitations.

Their actions knew no bounds.

While avenging the fallen second-in-charge was a daunting task, their initial response was brutal and easy — a spree of massacre and pillage.

They didn’t dare breach the walls of Anze City or confront Shao Yunduan directly, but unarmed villagers were fair game in their eyes.

To them, the villages were mere lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

They could take lives at whim, as many as they pleased, with the government powerless to stop them.

Their violence and plunder knew no bounds.

Yet, they made sure to leave a few villagers alive, spinning a tale of retribution against the Lord of the Prefect.

They blamed him for the calamity, citing his vicious actions against their brethren as justification for the villagers’ suffering and demise.

For years, peace had prevailed.

But with the arrival of the Lord of the Prefect, disaster followed.

They argued that to reclaim tranquility, the Lord of the Prefect must be driven away.

Otherwise, unless he possessed the means to eradicate them all, they would endure endless torment — a cycle of harassment, pillage, and bloodshed.

The specter of revenge would be looming over every resident of Anze Province… Should such an atrocity occur, those displaced citizens would undoubtedly harbor deep animosity towards Shao Yunduan, leaving him in a precarious position.

In response, influential families would clandestinely unite, potentially preventing Shao Yunduan from assuming the role of Prefect altogether.

He might face severe censure and accusations of recklessness, accused of disrupting the delicate local equilibrium without considering the consequences.

His eagerness to make a mark had led to a catastrophic loss of life and untold suffering.

Yet, amidst the chaos, survivors from the Min Family Tribe and Liuhe Fort languished in captivity.

Should the Tiger Head Tribe unleash their vengeance upon the populace, these captives would surely suffer as well — a scenario intolerable to the Min Family Tribe and Liuhe Fort.

The Tiger Head Tribe couldn’t afford such Machiavellian schemes.

The leader of the Tiger Head Tribe sneered with sinister intent.

“We have options aplenty.

With careful planning, not only can we rescue our kin, but we may also exact retribution upon that vile official!” “Didn’t that official recently welcome a son into the world?

Perhaps we should visit his wife and child with our wrath!” “Brother Qing, what strategy do you propose?

Waste no time in enlightening us!” implored the Min Family’s leader.