Chapter 226: What Should Be Said and What Should Not Be Said

I don't know how this two-legged beast grew; after stripping off its two thighs, there's hardly any meat left.

Seeing that the two-legged beast wasn't even enough to stuff between his teeth, the Black Wolf Shaman was about to politely decline, but the Black Wolf chief beside him swiftly reached out and took it, already having finished his courteous words.

The Black Wolf Shaman stared gloomily at the drooling beastman beside him, wishing he could kick him square in the wolfish face right then.

He was about to voice his thoughts when a tempting beastly aroma swiftly approached; by the time he reacted, the tender two-legged beast meat in his mouth had already been swallowed.

Only the lingering tender smoothness and aroma in his mouth attested that he had existed.

Black Wolf Shaman: "..."

Meanwhile, the Black Wolf chief beside him was gnawing on a two-legged beast skeleton, oblivious to day or night.

He kicked the Black Wolf chief aside, and the Shaman strode over to Wu Yue, smiling: "Little female, have you gathered the herbs needed for treatment?"

Wu Yue glanced at the Shaman, her wolf teeth bared; she didn't believe he didn't know.

But she also cooperatively replied: "Naturally I gathered them, so earlier I had the tribe boil herb water for the Half-Beast warriors to drink."

The Shaman looked at Wu Yue with a kind smile: "Well... can we now go in to see them?"

Last time we came, the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warrior said that without your permission, little female, we couldn't just go in—I've been curious for a long time.

After all, if there really is a way to treat festering wounds, how could we not get our hands on it?

Wu Yue nodded: "Naturally it's possible; before we didn't let everyone in because we feared your dirt would affect their wound healing, but now their injuries have improved a lot."

So letting a few fewer people in is still fine.

Of course, before that, you still need to clean up.

After saying that, she glanced at the stone pot on the stove: "Every time I go in to see them, I use the hot water in the pot to clean my hands, and also change into clean beast pelts."

The Shaman heard that and sighed in relief: "That's really a coincidence; I just happened to put on new beast pelts today."

But when he turned his head to look at the Black Wolf chief, he again wore a look of disdain: "Still eating? Hurry back and change into clean beast pelts; don't you want to see the Half-Beast warriors?"

Wu Yue was gnawing on the thigh in her hand, while Yuan Lang beside her suddenly said: "Later I'll take the Shaman and the chief to see the Half-Beast warriors; you go rest."

Wu Yue was about to nod, but the Shaman beside her gave Yuan Lang a cold look: "I think it's better for the little female to personally take me; after all, I still have some things I want to ask her."

Yuan Lang showed no fear of the Shaman's cold expression: "You can ask me anything you want; what can be said I know, what cannot be said asking the little female is useless."

Just a Silver-rank Beastman Warrior, yet facing him with such a stubborn attitude made the Shaman's face sink instantly.

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

Yuan Lang stood up, his stature a head taller than the Shaman's, slender and tall: "Of course I know; you are the Shaman of the Black Wolf Tribe."

The Black Wolf Shaman narrowed his eyes at those words; such an arrogant young beastman pup, he hadn't seen in a long time.

Could it be that he hasn't been to the Snow Tiger Tribe for a long time, and thus doesn't know that the beastman pups of the Snow Tiger Tribe have become this bold?