Chapter 373

Her eyes were full of smiles and anticipation, and she looked very confident, as if Yuan Lang would surely agree to her proposal.

Unlike the shamaness's eagerness, the Beastman Warriors of the Rock Salt Tribe beside her all had grim faces.

First mate?

How could the shamaness's first mate be an outsider Beastman? They would never agree.

But the Beastmen all knew the shamaness's temperament too well, so although their faces were awkward, no one spoke; they merely schemed in secret how to kill Yuan Lang.

But what they didn't expect was that Yuan Lang merely glanced at the shamaness, then turned coldly away, pulling Wu Yue to continue toward the trading site.

"Get lost."

He left only two cold words, refusing this blessing that the Rock Salt Tribe Beastmen could hardly even dream of.

But upon seeing the Beastman holding the large hand of the female beside him, they all began to suspect that this Beastman Warrior seemed to like that female beside him.

After Wu Yue and Yuan Lang walked away, the shamaness's smile vanished completely, and her whole demeanor grew grim.

The surrounding Beastman Warriors wiped their expressions and stood silently around.

The shamaness watched the retreating Beastman's tall, straight figure, her eyes swirling with an inscrutable darkness.

You've refused me again—really, you never learn!

She snorted coldly, scanned the Snow Tiger Tribe, then led the Rock Salt Tribe Beastman Warriors behind her toward their dwelling.

Meanwhile, Wu Yue smirked and poked the Beastman Warrior beside her: "I think that shamaness likes you a lot—why not consider her?"

Yuan Lang glared at her irritably: "I'm sorry, but I cannot accept."

Seeing him so unusually refined, Wu Yue couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly, a Beastman's voice whispered from behind them: "Sh... Shamaness Wu Yue."

Wu Yue turned at the words, seeing the irritable Beastman, and asked puzzled: "Why aren't you with your tribe? What do you want from me?"

The irritable Beastman ruefully touched his still-green cheek: "When will our poison be cured?"

As a Scorpion Tribe Beastman, being poisoned by a Snow Tiger Tribe shaman disciple is embarrassing to admit.

Wu Yue raised an eyebrow: "Don't rush; you're still in our Snow Tiger Tribe, aren't you? Once you leave our tribe, I'll naturally give you the antidote."

By night, the fire pit in the Rock Salt Tribe's house was still burning, and inside the house were not only Rock Salt Tribe Beastman Warriors but also Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warriors.

The Scorpion Tribe Beastman captain, who had thought the Rock Salt Tribe shamaness had taken a liking to his handsome appearance and summoned him for a grand vigorous activity, looked at the many Beastman Warriors in the house with a somewhat grim expression.

"I don't know what the shamaness wants by calling us over."

Although he asked that way, his restless eyes kept wandering over the shamaness's chest and buttocks, making the Beastmen feel restless in the deep night.

The shamaness naturally noticed the Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior's gaze, feeling inwardly pleased.

She straightened her proud parts, then spoke softly: "Where are those few Beastman Warriors from today?"

"Today's?"

The Scorpion Tribe Beastman captain only doubted for a moment before realizing whom the shamaness meant.

Thinking of the irritable Beastman, his expression softened: "They've been helping the Snow Tiger Tribe with work, so they're not in great shape; they've gone to rest."

The shamaness lowered her eyes, then nodded: "I don't know, Captain, what do you think of the Snow Tiger Tribe's stone houses?"

Hearing her question, the Scorpion Tribe Beastman captain gained some insight, feeling that the shamaness wanted to know how the Snow Tiger Tribe built their stone houses.

But speaking of the Snow Tiger Tribe's stone houses, he couldn't help but feel longing and affection: "They're far better than ours."

This is undeniable: their stone houses are hard to build, though they symbolize strength and authority, they really aren't very warm.

Before, someone even wanted to live in them in winter, but the cold wind that seemed to freeze one's bones just blew right through, making them hardly better than standing outside.

The shamaness naturally saw his affection, and smiled: "Captain, shouldn't you ask those Beastman Warriors who returned today? They've been in the Snow Tiger Tribe for so long, they might already have learned this stone-house building method."

As the shamaness's words fell, the Scorpion Tribe captain's eyes instantly lit up.

Before, he had merely been immersed in the joy of his tribe's safe return, never thinking of this?

If the irritable tribesmen also knew the Snow Tiger Tribe's house-building method, couldn't the Scorpion Tribe build such houses too?

The more he thought, the more excited he became, feeling he could hardly sit still; he immediately rose from the kang: "The shamaness is right—I'll go ask my tribesmen first."

"But such fine stone houses, they'll surely guard the secret tightly, not letting other tribes learn; I don't know if our people could ever find out."

Having said that, he bade farewell to the shamaness and went straight back to his tribe's house.

Meanwhile, the irritable Beastmen whom the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen said were already sleeping weren't resting at all; they sat listlessly on the kang, glancing at each other.

"I went to ask Wu Yue today; she said our poison would naturally be cured when we leave the Snow Tiger Tribe."

"Who knows if what she said is true?"

"Yeah, ever since the heavy rain season passed, we've been assigned by her to do labor, and now we're in this state—how will we find a pretty little female when we go back?"

"..."

As the Beastman's words fell, they met the contemptuous gazes of the surrounding tribesmen.

"Damn, who knows if his little life will even be preserved, and he's already thinking about finding a little female."

"You haven't slept yet!"

As several of them sat with drooping eyes, the Scorpion Tribe captain walked in from outside.

"Why aren't you asleep either?"

The irritable Beastman looked at the entering Scorpion Tribe captain, also somewhat puzzled.

The Scorpion Tribe captain furtively poked his head out to look around, then he hehe-laughed and jumped onto the kang.

"I ask you, do you know how the Snow Tiger Tribe builds their houses like this?"

"That's it—simple and blunt, straight to the point."

Being asked like that, the irritable Beastman also stared blankly, then gave him a look hard to describe and sighed: "Do you think we could know?"

Having said that, he gritted his teeth in anger: "These Snow Tiger Tribe folks are one by one harder to deal with than fox Beastmen."

"When we saw their houses, we also thought about going over to help and learn a bit."

But...

These guys just had us go collect stones; by the time we brought the stones back, the stone houses in the tribe were already built—we didn't see anything at all.

The beastman warriors around also nodded in unison: "Exactly."

The scorpion beastman's excited face also fell: "In that case, you don't even know how their stone houses were built, do you?"

All the beasts nodded: "We don't know."

The scorpion beastman captain pondered for a moment, then said quietly: "We'll still be staying in the Snow Tiger Tribe for a while—is there any way we can find out how these stone houses are built?"

The hot-tempered beastman frowned for a moment, and Wu Yue's sneering little face instantly appeared in his mind; his face turned white: "Impossible—with that little female around, we have no chance of knowing how those stone houses are built."

"Little female?"

The scorpion beastman captain asked doubtfully?

The hot-tempered beastman nodded: "It's that little female disciple who's always by the side of the Snow Tiger Shaman, she..."

Saying this, the hot-tempered beastman and the few beastman warriors beside him all twisted their faces in unison: "You'd better not provoke that little female."

The scorpion beastman captain scratched his head: "That little female is quite capable, but I don't think her thoughts are as deep as the Shaman Lady Lady's; whatever she thinks shows on her face—she's pretty straightforward."

The hot-tempered beastman, along with all the beastfolk beside him, looked at the scorpion beastman captain with sympathetic faces: "We used to think the same way, which is why we should have returned before the rainy season, yet we've stayed in the Snow Tiger Tribe until now."

The scorpion beastman captain's face stiffened: "You mean... this little female shaman disciple is the one the shaman sent you to capture back?"

The hot-tempered beastman nodded: "It's her! It's her! It's her!"

We had actually captured her, but in the end she used poisonous herbs to knock us all out.

And then she forced us to stay in the Snow Tiger Tribe and do work for them.

Recalling this miserable history, the hot-tempered beastman and the few beastman warriors with him all burst into tears of regret.

If I'd known we'd meet such a shameless, crafty little female, I'd rather be dead than come back!

Looking at the tribesmen's greenish faces full of despair, the scorpion beastman captain didn't know what to feel.

But the next moment, as if thinking of something, he looked at the hot-tempered beastman: "Is that little female a poison shaman?"

The hot-tempered beastman scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "This... we're not really sure either."

Normally we can't stay far enough from that little female; we'd never pay her any special attention.

The scorpion beastman captain looked at his own bunch of cowardly tribesmen, at a loss for words: "You really are afraid of that little female, huh."

I thought the hot-tempered beastman would put up a fight, but instead they just nodded readily: "Of course, you don't know how terrifying that little female is."

Finally, the scorpion beastman captain who had come to ask about building techniques left with his head full of ideas about how terrifying the Snow Tiger Tribe's little female was—an influence comparable to brainwashing.

This directly led to the next day, when the scorpion beastman captain saw Wu Yue at the trading post; he instinctively broke into a very friendly smile, earning a white-eye from the tall beastman warrior beside her.

And the Rock Salt Tribe's shaman lady standing beside him gazed at him with deep eyes; for some reason, she always felt that this scorpion beastman captain, when facing that disliked female, showed a bit of cowardice.

After walking a bit farther away, the Rock Salt Tribe's shaman lady then looked at the scorpion beastman captain with a smile and asked: "How did yesterday's question go? Do those beastman warriors of yours know how the Snow Tiger Tribe's stone houses are built?"

The scorpion beastman captain shook his head: "The people of the Snow Tiger Tribe are very wary of our beastman warriors; when building houses they always send us far away to gather stone, so they have no idea how the houses are constructed."

"I think that's the case as well."

The Rock Salt Tribe's shaman lady said: "It seems we need to think of a way to obtain the method for building these stone houses; with such houses, our tribe could also have many stone houses in the future."

If I remember correctly, next year's Scarlet Flame Trade Fair will be held in the Scorpion Tribe, right? If some super-large tribe from outside comes over and sees your tribe's houses like this...

The Rock Salt Tribe's shaman lady hadn't finished speaking, but the scorpion beastman captain beside her turned red with excitement.

"Being taken notice of by that outside super-large tribe!"

He struggled to suppress his excitement, looking at the Rock Salt Tribe's shaman lady beside him: "Do you have any good ideas?"

The Rock Salt Tribe's shaman lady laughed: "My idea?"

She gazed at the rows of courtyards in the not‑far Snow Tiger Tribe, the smile at the corners of her lips deepening: "If Scorpion Captain you're willing to capture a Snow Tiger Tribe member and bring them back to me, I can learn the building method from their mouth."

"Capture a Snow Tiger Tribe member?"

The scorpion beastman captain furrowed his brows: "We're still living in the Snow Tiger Tribe; if we're discovered, none of us can escape."

The shaman lady reached out and touched the scorpion beastman captain's bare chest: "You're such an outstanding beastman warrior; I bet the females of the Snow Tiger Tribe would like you too."

The shaman lady's hand slid across his chest, and the scorpion beastman captain felt that wherever her small hands had touched began to sprout little flames, burning his eyes red.

Just as he was about to reach out and grab her, she suddenly pulled her hand back, only to blink at him and say: "Then I'll head back first and wait for your good news."

Having said that, she left amid the escort of the Rock Salt Tribe's beastman warriors.

The scorpion beastman captain looked at his own tall, sturdy build, even giving his pecs a little shake, satisfiedly curling the corners of his mouth.

He was still quite confident in himself; back in the tribe, the little females who crawled into his grass hut could literally line up from the cave to the tribe's gate.

A mere little tribe in the Polar Forest—hooking up with a little female isn't even a matter of crooking his finger for him.

Thinking this, the scorpion beastman captain felt a dazzling aura of charm burst from his whole body, and he strode large‑stepped toward the Snow Tiger Tribe.