Chapter 120: This is a tough one, you go

Teng Qian, who was about to step forward to show off, accidentally spotted a golden beast pattern on some chieftain's arm, then forced a dry laugh and retreated behind Yuan Lang.

Boss, this is a tough one, you go.

Yuan Lang looked at this damn lackey with a twitching mouth: "I'll smash your face, the phrase 'bully the weak, fear the strong' was clearly made for you."

Teng Qian: "Hehe... still, you taught me well, boss."

Yuan Lang glanced at Teng Qian, then at the Black Wolf Tribe beastfolk still howling at his feet, and inexplicably felt these two were really alike.

"Both chiefs arrived early; I am the Snow Tiger Tribe's Beastman Warrior, Yuan Lang."

He introduced himself with a very calm expression.

"Our hunt is over; I don't know if your people have all gathered."

Mad Lion Tribe chief laughed heartily: "Naturally, they're all here."

After saying that, he looked toward the Black Wolf Tribe chief whose complexion was darker than his hair: "Old Black, how about you?"

Black Wolf Tribe chief chuckled: "We're certainly all here..."

Before he finished speaking, a hurried running sound came from the forest behind: "Chief, we just went to check out a pit, and when we came back we couldn't find you—we almost got lost."

After saying that, he still gave a foolish grin of relief.

Black Wolf Tribe chief: "I damn well..."

Then suddenly he heard his own face make a crisp sound, and it rang several times.

Yuan Lang's mouth also twitched a few times involuntarily; he could feel the Black Wolf Tribe chief's embarrassment at this moment.

"Cough, cough, since everyone's gathered, please follow me; I'll take you back to the tribe."

After saying that, he transformed into a huge Snow Tiger beast form and headed toward the tribe.

As they neared the tribe, Yuan Lang raised his head and let out several deep, resonant beast roars; the Snow Tiger Tribe's direction also returned a very high-pitched response.

When everyone arrived at the Snow Tiger Tribe's gate, the Snow Tiger Clan chief and all the beastfolk were already waiting at the gate.

And standing beside the Snow Tiger Tribe chief was actually Ye Duo with a faint smile.

In the crowd, Wu Yue frowned; it seemed the tribe still placed great importance on Ye Duo, the sole Shaman Disciple.

At the very least, at such a moment, Ye Duo still represented the tribe's face.

Previously, in the eyes of other tribes, the Snow Tiger Tribe was simply a tribe without a Shaman Disciple; now they have shaken off that reputation.

Looking at Ye Duo's strong build and smiling face, the beastfolk of both tribes revealed fervent gazes.

Mad Lion Tribe chief stepped forward: "Lao Hu, who is this female?"

Snow Tiger Tribe chief remained as calm as ever: "This is our Snow Tiger Tribe's Shaman Disciple, Ye Duo."

Wu Yue could see the Mad Lion Tribe chief's complexion stiffen at a visible speed, and even the Black Wolf Tribe chief behind him looked somewhat unnatural.

He even carried a hint of surprise: "Your tribe also has a Shaman Disciple?"

Snow Tiger Clan chief smiled faintly: "Of course, don't you two tribes also have one?"

The two chiefs chuckled: "How could this be the same, damn it? You know they came over this time with the intention of watching a good show."

Who knew they wouldn't get to see the show, but instead learned the bad news that the Snow Tiger Tribe had a Shaman Disciple.

"Don't just stand here, come inside."

Snow Tiger Clan chief gestured an invitation.

The two chiefs had constipated expressions, and the beastfolk of the two tribes behind them also looked at Ye Duo with a few more degrees of profundity.

This truly isn't good news, especially for those two tribes.