Chapter 160: Uncle can tolerate it, but aunt cannot tolerate it

However, what she could do now was, when the beastfolk were brushing favorability, to occasionally ask a sentence about the wounded's condition, so that she would become increasingly kind and easy to get along with in the eyes of the Flying Eagle Tribe beastfolk.

By then, even on the eagle's back she could have her own place.

Everyone had just stepped into the valley's territory when several tall beastman warriors came running toward them.

The smile on his face was simply too radiant, kicking up his big feet, running with a whooshing sound.

Teng Qian greeted him with a smile, about to step forward for a hug after a day apart, to catch up on brotherly feelings.

But he saw several beastfolk flashing big white teeth as they ran past him, then stopped beside Wu Yue.

Some offered fruit, some offered roasted meat, and yet another idiot actually presented the animal hide I had previously given to the young female as a token of favor!!!

Damn! Can this be tolerated?

You damn well ignoring me would be fine, but you actually stole my animal hide as we brushed past!

Uncle can tolerate it, but aunt absolutely cannot tolerate it.

His nostrils flared as he panted heavily, about to lose his temper, when he met the deep gaze of his own general.

He decisively turned his head, whistling a little tune as he walked toward the cave inside the valley.

Forget it, he had long seen that his own general harbored ill intentions toward that young female.

No need for me to act; these beastfolk are done for, hahaha!

Sure enough, moments later, the beastfolk who had just offered favors were trailing behind with large packs on their backs, looking miserable, and inside were all herbs and food.

With a miserable little dog face, it made Teng Qian feel delighted inside.

Just as when they left, half of the tribespeople remained in the cave to keep watch.

Seeing Yuan Lang and the others return, the beastfolk hurriedly greeted them: "You're back? Did you gather the needed herbs?"

Wu Yue patted the pack on the beastfolk's back ahead of her: "We've gathered everything; after a brief rest we can start boiling the herbs."

Yuan Lang gave a glance to the two junior followers behind him; Teng Qian and Teng Kun enthusiastically led the Flying Eagle Tribe beastfolk to another cave.

Yuan Lang then took the opportunity to tell the beastfolk about concealing Wu Yue's identity.

The beastman warriors each nodded solemnly.

Of course we can't say that; Wu Yue is currently a hot commodity in the tribe, and if the Flying Eagle Tribe beastfolk learned that the Snow Tiger Tribe already had a new shaman.

Heh, they'd definitely send the tribe's most beastly, dog-like male to lure her.

So, when the Flying Eagle Tribe beastfolk had finished preparing and come out, they discovered they could no longer contact that shaman disciple.

The Snow Tiger Tribe beastfolk always kept their eyes on her; although their faces were full of smiles, they were also full of vigilance.

Wu Yue divided the medicinal soup she had previously prepared for the injured Snow Tiger beastfolk among several of the Flying Eagle Tribe beastfolk.

"Our tribe's beastman warriors, after being scorched by the unicorn wolf's innate skill, developed fevers; I put the shaman's medicinal liquid in this soup, and drinking it can prevent them from fever."

The Flying Eagle Tribe beastfolk gratefully received it and carefully fed the soup to the tribespeople.

The beastman warriors who had gone out hunting had not yet returned; Wu Yue lit a fire at the cave mouth, took out the herbs from the bundle, and prepared to make a topical ointment.

Watching stalk after stalk of unfamiliar herbs being tossed into the stone pot by the young female, Yuan Lang's gaze grew deeper.

He now somewhat doubts his own judgment.

He previously thought the young female came from the same place as them, but the more they interacted, the more he realized she differed from the women there.