Maha Agudah sat on horseback, eyes narrowed, looking at the Jurchen slave Ah Bo kneeling on the grass who had just finished the sacrificial rite. Under his tiger-like gaze, Ah Bo trembled, with his head pressed against the soil, not daring to hum a single sound.
"Ha! You are also a Jurchen man from the Black Water Forest Sea! How did you become a slave of the River-side Tribe?..."
"Reporting to the Lord... I... I was born in the tribe. My Amma is a Jurchen pastoral slave, I don't know who my father is. Longevity Heaven protects! The clan's chieftain master took me in, making me a household slave for Nake'er, not like a Beile lower-tier pastoral slave..."
