Chapter 206: The Scapegoat Hero Reappears

The Black Wolf Tribe chieftain looked at the other's expectant expression, gave two cold snorts, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and walked toward a dark corner.

A gloomy voice drifted in the night: "It was your damn good idea that got me beaten badly; if you're sensible, don't resist, let me beat you back."

Then came waves of miserable wails, accompanied by the rising and falling roars of the surrounding beastfolk, very much in sync.

The next morning, Wu Yue woke up feeling refreshed; a slightly moist breeze blew in from outside the grass hut, making her feel extremely refreshed.

The beastfolk outside the grass hut were already busy.

When the Black Wolf Tribe chieftain came over with his people, he smelled waves of unusually enticing aroma, and couldn't help gulping his saliva.

His wolf eyes instantly turned glossy green; not knowing what delicious food the Snow Tiger Tribe beastfolk were preparing, he felt his craving claw at his heart and lungs.

"Oh dear, Captain Yuan Qi, what delicious food are you making? It smells too good."

The Black Wolf Tribe chieftain, his face full of smiles, edged over, aiming straight at the maker of that enticing aroma.

Yuan Qi glanced askance at the thick‑skinned Black Wolf Tribe chieftain and said in a flat tone: "The little female was busy all day yesterday; we made some tasty food for him."

"I've already said that; if you dare to snatch food from the little female again, you're shameless."

Sensing the unfriendliness in Yuan Qi's tone, the Black Wolf Tribe chieftain gave an embarrassed, dry laugh twice.

But his eyes remained glued to the roasted meat, unable to look away.

"Is all this meant for the little female to eat?"

"Don't fool the wolf, your tribe's little female is so frail—how could she eat this much?"

"A bunch of stingy tigers, they surely don't want to give him any!"

"Shouldn't good things be shared?"

Yuan Qi nodded solemnly: "Yes, the little female was practically starving yesterday."

Having said that, he himself slid the cooked meat slices onto a large leaf and handed them to the nearby beastman warrior: "Put it in the grass hut; wait for the little female to wake up and eat."

Watching the fragrant food slip away, the Black Wolf Tribe chieftain's eyes nearly turned red.

"I don't know what business the Black Wolf Tribe chieftain has with us."

Yuan Qi rose, brushed nonexistent dust from his hands, and spoke in an utterly indifferent tone.

Without the lure of the aroma, the Black Wolf Tribe chieftain's intellect finally came back online, and he finally noticed the aloof attitude of the surrounding Snow Tiger Tribe beastman warriors toward him.

He felt embarrassed inside; it seemed his arrangements from yesterday had indeed provoked their displeasure.

"Yesterday I and the shaman were busy treating the tribespeople; I actually didn't know you'd been assigned here."

After saying that, he sighed with deep guilt, and hauled out the beastman behind him who had been beaten so badly that even his father A Mu couldn't recognize him.

"It's all this guy's arrangement; I only found out about it yesterday after I finished work and returned to the grass hut."

A look of guilt spread across his wolfish face: "This matter is all my fault; it happened because I didn't personally arrange it, and yesterday the shaman gave me a severe scolding."

Yuan Qi raised an eyebrow: "So?"

The Black Wolf Tribe chieftain's face broke into a big grin: "Of course it's to rearrange the medical duties for the Snow Tiger Tribe."

Yuan Qi chuckled, indicating that the Black Wolf Tribe chieftain's trick of finding a scapegoat wolf was something he himself had used yesterday.

"But our tribe's little female has already treated those half‑beast warriors; today she still needs to brew medicinal soup, so let's forget about re‑assigning things."