Chapter 324: Encounter in the Forest

The Tongzi who was shouting seemed to have been startled awake by some nightmare, twitching as he suddenly came to.

Immediately learning that he had been sent away by the dog host, Tongzi felt chilly.

Yuan Lang looked at the Tongzi in his arms, licking its paws and washing its face, with a helpless smile: "You give me such a chubby little fellow, I have no use for him either?"

Wu Yue chuckled: "How could it be useless? When you can't find food, we'll just boil and eat him—it'll fill the stomach."

Tongzi stared dumbfounded at the dog host, his mind full of complaints.

What an unfaithful host! I've toiled for you nonstop, yet you discard me like worn-out sandals.

Seeing Lan Pangzi's black-bean-like eyes glistening with tears, looking like a tough guy about to cry, Wu Yue hurried forward, patted his head, and said: "Just kidding, how could we eat such an adorable Tongzi?"

After saying that, she raised her head to look at Yuan Lang and said: "Don't underestimate Tongzi; he's very capable. You'll see later—always keep him close."

Seeing her so serious, Yuan Lang lowered his head to glance at Lan Pangzi in his arms, but ended up locking eyes with the little guy's black-bean eyes.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Is this little furball not even enough for two bites?"

Besides… this little fatty was the one I brought back, right?

Lan Pangzi was also going "yeah yea yea" with Wu Yue: "I'm not your favorite Tongzi anymore, right? Why are you sending such an adorable me away?"

Wu Yue secretly despised this pretentious little Tongzi, but to make him willingly follow Yuan Lang out, she still said: "Of course it's because in this world, you are the Tongzi I trust most."

The Tongzi, whose fur was puffed up, upon hearing that, instantly stopped struggling, his black-bean-like small eyes glancing askance at Wu Yue.

A little expression saying "Go on, I'm listening, this Tongzi."

Wu Yue's mouth twitched: "What kind of Tongzi is this, even liking to hear people flatter him!"

"We've relied on each other all the way to now; you've always been by our side helping me—you are my light, my electricity, my only… cough cough… Tongzi, I only trust you, you are my…."

The lyrics weren't even finished before Tongzi, utterly speechless, interrupted: "Superstar, right…"

That little gaze—don't even get me started on how speechless it is.

Wu Yue hehe-laughed; Tongzi simply buried his head in Yuan Lang's embrace, ignoring her.

Seeing Yuan Lang's playful gaze at herself, Wu Yue reached out and patted the chubby Tongzi's fat butt, awkwardly laughing: "This little guy is just a bit cheeky, haha, actually he's very cute and kind."

Yuan Lang smiled at her hand that had just patted the chubby dumpling's butt: "Hmm, the unkind one is you."

Wu Yue: '…'

Where did you get such a big misunderstanding about me?

The two chatted for a while; Wu Yue seized the last bit of time and again made some medicine powder for Yuan Lang and them.

As the sky gradually darkened, after Yuan Lang and the others packed up their belongings, they carried Wu Yue and the special beast-skin small pack for Tongzi, leaving under the cover of darkness.

Wu Yue had just stored the tools for making medicine powder; as she was about to prepare some food to eat, two heads—one big, one small—suddenly poked out from the doorway.

Seeing those two faces lit up with bright smiles, Wu Yue felt a very bad premonition.

Sure enough…

Looking at the two sitting in front of the stone pot, feasting heartily, Wu Yue's mouth twitched as she reached out: "Our food is about to be eaten up by the two of you."

Qingcao and Aya, holding their stone bowls, paused; then they shoved the last bit of stir-fried vegetables into their mouths, not even bothering to wipe their mouths, and ran off.

Wu Yue: '…'

It's quite nice… you two little dogs, don't even think about coming here to mooch food and drink again.

Just as she was about to tidy up the bowls and chopsticks, she didn't expect a sudden sound of heavy objects being dragged outside; hearing it, Wu Yue's heart tightened, she stood up and grabbed the stone pot, preparing to go check.

But unexpectedly, she bumped right into a very familiar round, plump butt—its curve and size…

Sure enough, Qingcao and Aya dragged in a large rattan bag, huffing and puffing.

Seeing her stunned, dog-like expression, they laughed and said: "This is the food we've been scavenging and will continue to scavenge during this period."

Wu Yue hehe: "You two little dogs, did you consider my labor fees?"

Looking at the two females who had returned to the stone pot side and again lifted their bowls…

It's obvious they hadn't considered that.

Meanwhile, Yuan Lang and the others who had left the tribe were swiftly moving through the forest; their target was precisely the central area of the Polar Forest, the deep woods where fierce beasts dwell.

"Boss, I see Yue cares about you a lot; when are you two going to become mates?"

Teng Qian sneaked over with a sly, smirking smile, starting to gossip.

The nearby beastman warriors, hearing this, though their pace didn't change, perked up their ears high.

Yuan Lang narrowed his dark eyes: "I think your tiger skin is too tight; you need to loosen it."

Saying that, he kicked his butt: "Now the forest is very dangerous; we must not only guard against wild beasts and fierce beasts, but also those tribes outside the forest—you all need to stay alert."

Upon hearing that, all the beastmen instinctively shrank their necks, wanting to eat the boss's melon, but the ending was simply too good to be true.

The forest at night is livelier than daytime; from time to time, the sounds of wild beasts hunting can be heard.

But suddenly, everyone's footsteps grew lighter, and their pace gradually slowed.

Up ahead, Yuan Lang suddenly stopped; everyone simultaneously held their breath and concealed themselves.

Sure enough, without the interference of their own footsteps, the heavy breathing ahead became even more noticeable.

The forest wind carried the scent from ahead, sweeping over the beasts; Yuan Lang and the others' gazes deepened—it was the scent of Black Wolf Beastmen.

Thinking of the two Black Wolf Tribe beastman warrior corpses in the tribe, the beastmen's muscles tensed all over, and the atmosphere instantly grew tense.

The heavy footsteps and ragged breathing drew ever closer.

Finally, following the moonlight scattering down through the branches, they could see clearly the figures ahead engaged in mutual chase and combat.

"Boss, that one ahead… looks like the Black Wolf Tribe's shaman."

Teng Qian said in a low voice.

Yuan Lang naturally also saw the old man shielded in the middle by several Black Wolf Beastman warriors; his familiar build and appearance naturally made him the Black Wolf shaman without doubt.

But the group chasing from behind made Yuan Lang and the others' faces instantly darken; they were the same people who had gone with Yuan Lang to exchange salt, and naturally they knew what kind of beast form that was.

"They are beastmen from the tribes outside the forest."

Several people spoke solemnly.

Yuan Lang waved his hand: "Save people first, then talk."

The Beastfolk of the Black Wolf Tribe had just run up to several people when they sensed something odd about the surrounding aura.

Just as they were about to attack, they realized these few Beastman Warriors looked very familiar.

Their eyes lit up—"Holy crap! Aren't these a few from the Snow Tiger Tribe?"