Chapter 122: The Clan Leader

Wu Yue wore a cold expression: "I just think the system you're talking to is really rhyming—one XP a day. You try it yourself; you think it's like taking a dump, just squeeze and it comes out?"

Tongzi said, "Host, no matter how you say it now, you're basically a pale, tender little fairy—always going on about pooping and squeezing. How crude."

Wu Yue gave a side-eye: "Thanks for the compliment, but a little fairy like me isn't popular in the beast world nowadays."

How could that be? You didn't notice that handsome Yuan Lang Warrior has feelings for you after just ten minutes?

Tongzi said in a lewd tone.

Wu Yue wished she could spit a mouthful of soda on its face: "That guy despises me like crap, you think I'm blind?"

The system wore the expression of an old father looking at a landlord's stupid son, gazing toward Yuan Lang's mountain cave: "Kid, even System Dad can't rescue your preschooler-level emotional intelligence."

Liking someone means bullying them; nowadays that's really not in fashion...

At this moment, Yuan Lang was no longer just a tiger-faced gloom; he was somewhat off, even for a tiger.

Looking at Ye Duo's bashful face before him, the grass‑mud horse in his heart galloped back and forth with a rumbling, accompanied by that familiar mocking sound.

The clan leader looked solemnly at the strongest young beastfolk before him: "I don't care what happened between you before; now Ye Duo is the most important female of our Snow Tiger Tribe, and you brats are the tribe's future."

I hope during the ritual you can take turns protecting Ye Duo's safety; remember, you must not let beastfolk from other tribes approach her, got it?

The beastfolk all looked ecstatic: "Got it."

Their gazes toward Ye Duo were burning hot.

They howled with inner joy; Ye Duo now looks even more beautiful, and her temperament has improved.

If she became the tribe's shaman, or if she became his mate—howl, howl, howl!

The beastfolk felt their beast blood boiling.

After the clan leader finished speaking, he gave a stern look to Yuan Lang, who stood there with a cold expression.

"Yuan Lang, did you remember what I said?"

Yuan Lang glanced at Ye Duo, his eyes seeming tainted, then looked away instantly: "With so many excellent beastfolk protecting her, isn't that enough? What use would I be?"

The clan leader roared inwardly: "Damn right it matters."

He glanced around at the excited young Snow Tiger Tribe brats starting to crowd Ye Duo and talk to her.

A sturdy arm wrapped around Yuan Lang's shoulder and led him outward.

Having come to a place some distance from the mountain east, he then gave his shoulder a meaningful pat.

"Yuan Lang pup, I know you don't like this female Ye Duo, but you don't know—when those three lowly beast tribes came today, I deliberately gave them several looks."

Having said that, he leered: "Those lowly beasts have no good intentions; you didn't see the beastfolk they brought—each one better-looking than the last."

That's definitely their goal: to hook up with females.

Now that they know our tribe's shaman disciple is female, their main target is surely Ye Duo.

Among the tribe's impressive young beastfolk, you're the best‑looking; if you don't step up, who will?

The clan leader wore a solemn expression that said, "If you refuse, you don't care about the tribe."

Inside the cave, young beastfolk were fawning over Ye Duo: "..."

Chief, just tell us—how ugly are we, really?