Chapter 46: The True Face of Females

The two tigers' round ears twitched, and they both showed delighted expressions; the elder tiger with a split mouth said: "It really is a female's voice, hoo hoo hoo!"

Watching the two frantically running left-turning tigers ahead, Yuan Lang silently followed suit and hid behind his cheap father, but that large snow-white tiger head quietly peeked out.

Nothing much, I'm just curious what expression those two idiots will have after seeing the so-called 'female' here.

As the two left-turning tigers were seen running toward the tribe's gate, the tribespeople's cheering halted.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun slid forward face-down to the crowd, looking at the uniformly sturdy, pitch-black figures before them.

How to put it? It's quite abrupt.

They glanced at each other, and the two huge tiger heads came together: "I say, brother, why do we only hear a female's voice but see no female figure?"

Teng Kun shook his head, bewildered: "I don't know."

The two blockheads gave a resentful, chilly look at the returning tribespeople behind them: "Wasn't it said there are many females in the tribe?"

Where are the females!!!

"Whoa!!! You two little brats, you've finally come back—do you know how worried A Mu has been about you? What if you die out there?"

"If eaten by a ferocious beast, not even a bone would be found; if you run into a savage tribe... blah blah blah"

Embraced by a sturdy Beastfolk named A Mu, Teng Qian and Teng Kun were bewildered—could this person be the original owner's old friend?

Wu Yue's gaze toward this grandmother was nothing short of horrifying.

What kind of family is this? Not only did they raise two left-turning tigers, but this grandmother's first act upon seeing her sons return home is to enumerate the one hundred and eight ways of death she had arranged for them.

Teng Qian struggled to peek his head out of the Beastfolk's embrace, cautiously looking at the other: "You are... whoa!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a large white paw pressed down on his head: "Grandma, when they returned to the tribe, they covered my rear with me and were injured in the head by a ferocious beast; now they remember nothing."

After a moment of stunned silence, this grandmother said: "Didn't you hurt your paws, did you?"

Yuan Lang's tiger mouth twitched: "No, they just don't remember past events."

The grandmother cheerfully waved her hand: "As long as it doesn't interfere with hunting, anyway they never remembered anything useful before."

Wu Yue: "."

This grandmother, you're really open-minded!

Teng Qian furtively lifted his head to look at his own general: "Um... what's his name, Yuan Lang, who is this?"

Beside him, Teng Kun obediently crouched like a kitten, tapping his large head, he also wanted to know.

Yuan Lang's tiger mouth curled into a teasing smile: "She is your A Mu."

"A A Mu???"

"Yuan Lang must be deceiving us!!!"

The female grandmother gave each a punch: "You brats, after coming back from getting salt, your legs went stiff—you didn't even recognize A Mu."

The two beasts looked with disillusionment at the calm, fur-covered Yuan Lang behind them, their eyes accusing.

So, could the general's calm composure when discussing females back then be because of this?

Scanning the surrounding tribespeople, he finally noticed the presence of females in this tribe—those with noticeably more developed 'pecs' are the females.

Waa waa~

The two great tigers first wore a look of disillusionment, then an expression like they'd lost their parents, which amused Wu Yue beside them.

These left-turning tigers' expressions are truly rich.

(End of chapter)