Chapter 32: Face or No Face

The innocent Qingcao simply believed it: 'Oh, like that.'

"Yeah, Father, maybe it's because there's a spy in the tribe."

As soon as that voice rang out, Wu Yue felt a bad premonition rise in her heart—this guy was going to mess with her again.

"Indeed, as the saying goes, a woman's sixth sense is so accurate it even frightens her."

"It must be that new female; our tribe has never had anything like this before."

Aya's voice was full of disgust, and the cute-voiced Diamond female beside her also hesitated, looking toward the chief.

"Chief, Aya's right; why not summon that female over to ask?"

Wu Yue thought it utterly ridiculous; seeing the chief actually have a nearby Beastman go look for her, she walked over directly: 'No need for trouble—I'm right here. Ask whatever you want.'

Qingcao also walked out beside her: 'Chief, Yue went to the river early this morning to bathe,'

"Moreover, Half-Beast warriors are strong; Yue's body is so weak that even gathering wild vegetables would injure her—how could she possibly harm him?"

Wu Yue's mouth twitched. 'Dear sisters, the fact that gathering wild vegetables causes injury doesn't need to be said—I don't care about saving face, do I?'

The surrounding females also nodded: 'Yeah, how could a delicate little female harm a strong Half-Beast warrior?'

"Last time Aya gathered, she always found fault with Wu Yue; I think she's doing it on purpose this time."

"Ye Duo is still helping her on the side; they're not anything good."

"Yue's waist isn't even as thick as a Half-Beast's thigh."

The surroundings buzzed with the females' chatter; upon closer look, they were all the ones who had exchanged meat with her yesterday.

Wu Yue gave them a grateful smile, then calmly looked at the chief: 'What do you think?'

The petite female is frail and weak; it seems a single finger could overturn her.

But her eyes are exceptionally firm and bright—something only a strong-hearted person can possess.

"Since it concerns the tribe's safety, I won't overlook any doubt." The chief's voice was low.

Aya wore a look of smug satisfaction, her gaze toward Wu Yue full of malice.

Beside her, Ye Duo also looked worriedly at Yue: 'Yue, is it that your former tribe's people forced you to do this? Tell us, and we'll help you.'

Wu Yue gave a deep look to that Diamond female Ye Duo—really didn't expect that in this beast world there would be such a white‑lotus scheming bitch.

Ignoring the two barking animals, Wu Yue strode over to the unconscious Half-Beast: 'Is it me? If I wake this Half-Beast, we'll know.'

The chief frowned: 'We've already tried, but he hasn't woken up; perhaps his injury is too severe,'

"We were about to take him to the shaman."

Wu Yue crouched down to prepare to examine the Half-Beast's injuries.

The hand she extended was actually grabbed by a rough claw.

"You vicious female, what are you trying to do? Are you trying to take the opportunity to kill Meng?"

Wu Yue tilted her head at Aya, who was gripping her wrist: 'You're hurting me.'

Aya sneered: 'You vicious female who harms your own tribespeople—do you even know pain?'

"Give face, don't want face." Wu Yue said, then tore off the beast skin wrapped around the Half-Beast's foot and slapped it onto Aya's face.

A strange smell instantly spread across Aya's face: 'Urgh~'

She couldn't bear the dry heave, screaming as she released her grip on Wu Yue's wrist, then backhanded the beast skin emitting an intoxicating scent from her face away.

(End of chapter)