Dong Huiying brought this up, and Hulan’s face was filled with shame. Unlike Tu Ya, she had a moral compass in her heart, but she had lost her fathers at a young age and her mother had sacrificed herself in a battle, leaving behind a meager inheritance. She was not ungrateful, and knew she owed a debt of gratitude to the young girl, so she always treated the young girl with utmost courtesy. Hulan glanced at Tu Ya and, in the end, let out a deep sigh. When Dong Huiying and her group were leaving, they left behind some silver. During their stay in the Kechar tribe, they had used the tribe’s water and had also exchanged food with the people of the tribe. She arrived empty-handed, and when she left, she did not take advantage of the Kechar tribe in any way. The people of the Kechar tribe’s impression of her rose once again. Someone mentioned the female leader Tuoya, claiming that Tuoya was tracking down more than a dozen men outside Bazak, wanting to find those men and convince Dong Huiying to wait for Tuoya’s return before leaving. But what Dong Huiying thought was that since the unpleasantness had occurred, staying even a moment longer was intolerable; it was better to leave sooner and be at ease. So, when the female leader Tuoya returned, she learned of the "good deeds" Tu Ya had done earlier. Tuoya slammed the table hard and had people call Tu Ya, then scolded her furiously, "How can you be so thoughtless? Tu Ya, do you even realise, do you realise... Never mind, dry your tears and go back to your felt tent!" Tu Ya choked up but was unwilling to leave, "It’s always . Ever since that Dong family member, and that man appeared, how many times have you scolded me for them? Mother, I am your daughter, your own flesh and blood!" Tuoya pressed her temples, "I’ve said it long ago, that man named Liang Haoming, your fathers are brothers! But distant relatives are not as good as neighbors, we haven’t met for years and there are no emotions involved, if you could have leveraged that relationship, it would have been fine, but now you’ve completely offended them... Tu Ya, oh Tu Ya, how can you be so..." foolish? As Tu Ya’s mother, Tuoya felt utterly powerless. For the first time, she realized she had completely failed in educating her daughter. She couldn’t help feeling a bit worried; her feelings for Chun Liu were real, but the "past events" she had told Dong Huiying were a mix of truth and fiction. Over the years, the reason she carved little wooden figures to search for Liang Haoming’s father, An Chunqiao, was not only out of her own will but also at someone’s request... At this thought, Tuoya felt an even greater headache. Now, she could only hope that the husband and wife would be magnanimous; otherwise, if they held a grudge over this matter, her tribe might have to... "Where are we going?" Hong Xiangjun looked towards Dong Huiying, and thinking back on how Little Sister Xiao Dong had rendered Tu Ya speechless, she silently gave her a thumbs-up in her heart. Dong Huiying tilted her head, "I always feel... that Tuoya, the female leader of the Kechar tribe, what she told me, contains a lot of exaggeration." "Hmm?" Hong Xiangjun was briefly doubtful. "I hope I’m overthinking it, but there’s one thing I’m really puzzled about. Tuoya had many men and numerous children in her youth. But apart from Tu Ya, all other children have died. Moreover, we’ve stayed in the Kechar tribe for so long, yet we’ve never seen any of Tuoya’s husbands; I don’t believe there’s no mystery there." Hong Xiangjun thought for a moment, "Right!" During her time in the Kechar tribe, she had become quite close to Hulan and thus learned some things from her. For example, Tu Ya had siblings, but those siblings had all passed away many years ago.