Chapter 237: with translation of chapter title

Yeah, those Black Wolf Tribe folks really have no taste, our Yue is clearly pretty.

Wu Yue gazed resentfully at the Beastfolk bending over as he entered her grass hut: "You think saying that will make me proud?"

Yuan Lang's starry eyes sparkled: "What I said is simply the fact; what do you have to be proud about?"

Wu Yue's lips curled into a smile as she glanced askance at Yuan Lang: "You still have good taste."

The Beastfolk couldn't help laughing out loud; truly a little female who loves to hear nice words.

"There's some good news I want to tell you."

The Beastfolk blinked, and Wu Yue, having gotten a wink, felt a tingling in her heart...

"This guy is again overflowing with flirtatious vibes here..."

They silently shifted their butt: "What's up?"

Looking at that hint of wariness in her eyes, Yuan Lang, annoyed, reached out and ruffled her already somewhat messy head.

Yuan Lang, with a strong will to survive, said when the little female was about to lose her temper: "We'll be able to set off back to the tribe tomorrow."

Indeed, Wu Yue's half‑raised anger instantly died, her round eyes looking at him: "Wasn't it said we'd wait until that half‑beast warrior's injury improves before we leave?"

The Black Wolf Tribe shaman already used shamanic power to treat that half‑beast warrior.

Yuan Lang raised an eyebrow: "Does that count as good news?"

Wu Yue's eyes full of joy: "It couldn't be better news."

She jumped up happily.

Yuan Lang smiled at her; perhaps because she was happy, the little female's gaunt little face also looked a bit more radiant.

But accidents always happen unexpectedly...

Just as a certain beastman warrior was still immersed in a certain little female's sweet smile, the little female already leapt like a frog and pinned the beastman beneath her.

Looking at Yuan Lang's bewildered face beneath her, Wu Yue wore an evil smile: "Do you think I forgot you just rubbed my head?"

"Hehe, if I don't keep you from letting your guard down, how could I catch you."

After saying that, she rolled up her nonexistent sleeves, and her thin little hand grabbed Yuan Lang's head and gave it a good ruffling.

While rubbing, she also let out a giggling "ga ga ga" laugh.

Looking at the little female straddling his waist, Yuan Lang only felt somewhat disillusioned...

"How did I suddenly feel... like I was about to be taken as a partner, and then I got exposed!"

"Yue, you know, we can go back tomorrow... I'm off!"

"In broad daylight, what are you two doing?"

Yuan Qi and the beastfolk behind him looked at the ambiguous posture of the two in the grass hut, all simultaneously revealing a meaningful, lecherous smile.

"I never expected, Yuan Lang, that you'd be into this."

"How does it feel down there?"

"What nonsense are you asking? Can't you see Yuan Lang's expression is very pleased?"

Yuan Lang: "..."

"I'll smash your tiger head; does seeing me please your eye?"

"I'm just dazed, okay!"

"What are you looking at? All crowded in... how come there are two lion heads?"

Teng Qian, who had finally managed to squeeze into the center of the conversation, looked at the two messy heads in the grass hut and blurted out instantly.

Only then, under the two's deathly stares, did he realize it was actually Wu Yue and his own boss...

"He really wanted to cry; at times like this, shouldn't he change the subject?"

"Boss, are you and Yue researching a new position?"

Yuan Lang gritted his teeth looking at this pig‑headed lackey: "I haven't even tried the old positions, what new position am I researching? Kid, don't think changing the subject will help."

"Come over, I guarantee you'll still be able to crawl back to the tribe."