Chapter 230

Several Beastman Warriors of the Mad Lion Tribe gave Yuan Lang an icy look, then hurriedly trotted to catch up.

Heh~ a bunch of cowards who only know to trail behind females!

Yuan Lang snorted coldly at the retreating Beastfolk.

What cowards?

As his words fell, a clear, melodious female voice came from outside.

Yuan Lang's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward to lift the grass curtain.

Wu Yue walked in carrying a basket of fruit.

Yuan Lang chuckled lightly: "Just saying those Mad Lion Tribe Beastman Warriors earlier."

While speaking, he took the small basket from her hand and set it aside: "Didn't you say you were going to rest? Why did you come back?"

He glanced at the Half-Beast warriors peeking from the grass hut: "They're all fine, no need to worry."

After speaking, his deep, dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled into a very "friendly" arc: "Right?"

The Half-Beast warriors' hairs stood on end, and they all nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm strong—I was just lying to that Mad Lion Tribe female."

"I'm strong enough now to kill a ferocious beast."

As the Half-Beast warrior's words fell, the grass hut fell instantly silent.

The surrounding tribesmen looked at him with a "you idiot" expression: "Brother, aren't you overdoing it?"

"You're dragging that broken leg and claiming you can kill a ferocious beast?"

"Why don't you say you can fly to heaven?"

Perhaps realizing the loophole in his words, the Half-Beast warrior shrank his head slightly and cautiously added two words: "Cub?"

Now even Wu Yue, who was watching the show, couldn't help but want to chuckle.

"You damn well lie in the grass hut and go kill someone else's beast cub?"

"You're probably just getting stepped on and rubbed back and forth by their foot."

It seems, what kind of chief you have determines what kind of tribesmen you get—after all, the image of the Black Wolf Tribe's chief as sly and clever hasn't lasted long in her mind.

Together with Yuan Lang, she distributed the fruit from the small basket to the Half-Beast warriors: "These fruits were gathered by the tribespeople; eating them is good for the body."

After distributing the fruit, Wu Yue and Yuan Lang left the grass hut.

Wu Yue, what do you think of the arrival of the Black Wolf Shaman and this female today?

Beneath the Beastman's dark brows, his deep eyes were especially gloomy: "A method to heal festering wounds is something any tribe would want."

Wu Yue nodded: "I had considered this matter before treating them, but I can't just let these Half-Beast warriors die."

After she spoke, her eyes sparkled as she looked at Yuan Lang: "Yuan Lang Warrior will protect me, won't he?"

Being stared at by the bright-eyed little female, Yuan Lang instantly understood the feeling of men who spend a fortune on beauty.

He felt that at this moment, letting him rub against a ferocious beast would be no problem.

With a tremor in his chest, the Beastman's low, magnetic voice sounded in Wu Yue's ear: "Naturally."

"I am naturally able to protect you completely."

"Don't boast—you're just a Silver-rank Beastman; any random Beastman from the Black Wolf Tribe could press you to the ground and rub you."

A good atmosphere is meant to be broken.

Yuan Qi's strength proved this ironclad rule.

It perfectly shattered Yuan Lang's expectation of the little female being moved to throw herself into his arms in a beautiful fantasy.

A handsome face instantly turned pitch black—really, it's his own dad!

When it comes to screwing over his own son, he doesn't hold back at all.

Yuan Lang's handsome face tightened as he turned away: "... Uncles are here too."

So the scene where he just flirted with the little female was not only criticized by his own dad, but also watched by the tribesmen?