On the ice field, a howling wind on one side and hundreds of dark muzzles on the other.
Neither Yang Lin nor the polar bear family of four dared to move.
Especially the polar bear family of four, the moment these Inuit people appeared, fear filled their eyes.
What a joke, the animal skins worn by those Inuit were all polar bear skins, perhaps they were some unlucky relatives of theirs.
Just as Yang Lin was at a loss, a shaman holding a long staff made from a narwhal's tusk walked towards him, surrounded by his clansmen.
As they approached, Goudan let out a threatening growl first.
Hearing Goudan's growl, the Inuit then discovered the two brothers and the arctic fox family who were also sitting on the sled.
With just one glance, the fierce-looking Inuit changed their expressions.
Having dealt with animals since childhood, they could naturally tell that these animals were not being coerced by Yang Lin.
This meant that Yang Lin was not an illegal hunter.
Realizing this, the shaman, with tattoos on his face, looked back at Yang Lin.
To Yang Lin's surprise, he first said a word:
"Japanese?"
Hearing this highly insulting word, Yang Lin immediately became furious.
"You're the little easterner, and your whole family are little easterners."
The second after he cursed heartily, Yang Lin regretted it, fearing that his outburst would get him shot.
Fortunately, what he worried about did not happen.
When the shaman heard his quintessential Chinese outburst, his face immediately showed a thoughtful expression.
"So you're from Long Guo. I apologize, that was indeed insulting."
"Huh? You speak Long Guo language?"
Hearing the shaman's slightly Guixi-accented words, Yang Lin's expression froze for a moment, and then he asked in disbelief.
"Of course. A doctor named Liu from Long Guo once lived in our tribe for two years. He was from Liuzhou, Long Guo. He not only taught me the language but also the magical Chinese medicine."
"Liuzhou folks are that amazing, even going to Inuit tribes to teach traditional Chinese medicine? What a talent."
After hearing the shaman's explanation, Yang Lin was surprised but also relieved.
With this connection, even if the Inuit didn't show respect to him, they should at least show respect to the doctor, right?
As he was thinking this, the shaman spoke again:
"I'd like to know why you are here at this time."
Yang Lin didn't take the shaman's question too seriously and casually replied:
"Nothing much, I just wanted to see the North Pole."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shaman, whose expression had just softened, suddenly changed his demeanor.
In the next second, he shouted something to the Inuit behind him.
Although Yang Lin couldn't understand what he was saying, he had a feeling it wasn't good.
As he suspected, after the shaman's shout, the hunting rifles in the Inuit's hands were once again aimed at him.
The atmosphere instantly became tense again.
Seeing that they were about to execute him on the spot, Yang Lin became anxious.
"Don't do anything, fellow countryman. I just want to go to the North Pole. If you want to charge a fee, we can discuss it."
"At worst, I won't go. Put down your guns quickly."
"We all have yellow skin and black hair, and tens of thousands of years ago, we had the same ancestor..."
Before Yang Lin could finish explaining, the Inuit had already surrounded him, clearly not intending to let him go.
Seeing that the situation had reached this point, Yang Lin had no other choice. His expression sank, and he issued a command to Kunbao, who had been lurking beneath the ice.
The next second, a huge dark shadow appeared beneath the ice.
They, who had been constantly watching Yang Lin, did not notice this.
As they were still shouting something in their language, the ice suddenly rumbled violently.
The Inuit, who were unprepared, all fell to the ground like rolling gourds.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Lin shouted to the polar bear family of four.
"Charge out, quickly!"
As soon as the words fell, the polar bear family of four began to sprint.
The fallen Inuit tried to get up and stop them, but at this moment, there was another violent collision from beneath the ice.
By the time Yang Lin had initially escaped their encirclement, the third collision had arrived.
Under the horrified gaze of these hundreds of Inuit, the meters-thick ice beneath their feet instantly shattered.
The next second, a giant sea beast with pale blue skin leaped out of the ice.
Reflected by the sunlight and the ice, it was so vast and so mysterious.
The shadow cast by its immense body pressed down on the Inuit like a sacred mountain.
When the Inuit clearly saw its appearance, their horrified gazes immediately changed.
At the same time, a familiar cry came from the giant beast's mouth.
Just like the sound they had heard in their tribe before.
Plop!
Almost simultaneously, the hundreds of Inuit present all knelt on the ice.
The shaman at the forefront bowed his head.
"Great Goddess of the Sea, Mother of the Deep, Supreme Nuliajuk, we are your believers. Please quell your anger and do not bring disaster upon my people."
As the shaman spoke, the other Inuit quickly followed suit.
Their voices were so loud that even Yang Lin, who had already escaped dozens of meters away, could hear them clearly.
When he saw the Inuit's actions, Yang Lin's eyes immediately became confused.
"What's going on? Who are they praying to?"
This doubt lasted only a second or two before he understood.
Because they were all looking in the direction where Kunbao had broken through the ice.
Considering the beliefs of the Inuit, he could roughly guess what was happening.
"Could it be that they tracked me here because of Kunbao?"
Yang Lin, who had planned to flee, suddenly no longer wanted to run.
Since these Inuit treated Kunbao as a deity to worship, wouldn't he, the actual controller of Kunbao, be considered a god among gods?
For some reason, Yang Lin had a bold idea: he wanted to subdue these Inuit and have them help him find his parents.
As the local inhabitants, they might be able to provide clues about his parents.
With this thought, Yang Lin directly made the polar bear family of four turn around.
Two minutes later, he reappeared before the Inuit.
At this moment, Kunbao, floating on the sea, cooperatively brought its large head close to Yang Lin.