Chapter 203: Shifting blame is no laughing matter

At this moment, the culprits, feeling no guilt at all, were looking after the little females of their own tribe— as for whether the females of other tribes could get to eat good fruit?

The Snow Tiger Beastmen said...

Is that something they should be worried about?

Hehe...

Wu Yue picked up a medium‑sized fruit, took a bite, and the sweet‑sour juice burst in her mouth, making her involuntarily squint her eyes in happiness.

Seeing her like it, the beastmen chuckled, their hearts overflowing with joy.

Yuan Qi saw her eating happily, and handed the indescribably roasted meat to the beastman warrior beside him: 'Take this to Yue.'

The beastman gave the indescribable roasted meat a doubtful glance: 'Captain, is this really edible?'

Yuan Qi narrowed his eyes: 'Are you doubting me?'

The beastman shuddered, then decisively shook his head: 'Of course not, I'll take it over right away.'

Having said that, he hurried over to Wu Yue.

Meanwhile, behind him, Yuan Qi was adding firewood to the stove while secretly observing them.

'Yue, this is the roasted meat you just wanted to eat.'

The beastman said while handing over a lump of black charcoal wrapped in leaves.

Wu Yue took it with a light laugh: 'Thank you, I just... happened to be... hungry?'

She twitched the corner of her mouth, looking at the tall, sturdy beastman before her, holding up the black charcoal with a strange expression: 'Um... you call this... roasted meat?'

The beastman stared blankly: 'Yeah, it's roasted over fire, roasted for a long, long time.'

Wu Yue poked the rock‑hard roasted meat that could kill a person if dropped, thinking these simpletons must have some misunderstanding about roasted meat.

Just then, Uncle Yuan Qi suddenly appeared beside the beastman who had handed over the roasted meat: 'Yue, isn't this the roasted meat you mentioned?'

Wu Yue nodded helplessly: 'Roasted meat must be cooked slowly; you can't just throw it straight into the fire.'

Having said that, she lifted the roasted meat in her hand: 'This is over‑cooked; eating it would be bad for your health.'

The gazes of the surrounding beastmen all gathered on Yuan Qi.

Wu Yue also followed the beastmen's gaze toward Yuan Qi: 'This meat... did you roast it?'

Yuan Qi gave a dry laugh, then his sharp gaze turned to the beastman warrior beside him: 'Of course... it wasn't me who roasted it; just now this guy snatched the task to roast it, and ended up ruining it...'

Saying that, he slapped the beastman's shoulder, his face turned sideways with a stiff smile, and his threatening little eyes shot at the other like laser beams.

The beastman warrior wanted to cry but had no tears...

Damn it, I was saying the captain isn't a decent beast at all.

Such a good chance to perform in front of the shaman just now was actually given to me, and I was waiting here to take it over?

Faced with that chilling threatening glare, he nodded with a tearful face: 'Yeah! I roasted it...'

No way! It was that old beastman with the stony face next to me who did it, and he even said the roasted meat you wanted to eat is worse than shit!

Wu Yue chuckled: 'It's fine, you've never roasted before, so you naturally don't know; can you help me prepare a thinner stone slab? I'll teach you.'

She put the pitch‑black charcoal aside: 'Roasted meat is really delicious.'

Hearing that, Yuan Qi slapped the beastman warrior's butt beside him: 'Hurry up and find a stone slab, wash it clean, and bring it back.'

The beastman warrior resentfully glanced at his unreliable, capricious captain who loved to shirk responsibility, then willingly went to the riverbank and brought back a smooth, clean stone slab washed by the water.

'Yue, will this stone slab do?'