Chapter 48: One of the Companions

And today, we are here to see off the clansmen who, in this salt exchange, have returned to the Beast God's embrace.

He raised his shaman's staff high, then it came down heavily, striking the ground and sending out ripples of blue light.

The crowd seemed to hear the Snow Tiger Beastmen's roars from those rings of blue light, and tears welled up in their eyes involuntarily.

Wu Yue's mood also gradually grew heavy and sour.

The Beastfolk here enjoy the tribe's highest and best treatment, but they also bear the most dangerous and heaviest responsibilities.

They lose their lives; in this world where the average Beastfolk lifespan is several hundred years, for the survival of their kin, their bones are forever buried in a foreign land.

Around them, sobs gradually rose—these were the relatives of Beastman Warriors who could not return to the tribe.

After the solemn farewell, the chieftain announced the tribe's grand feast for the evening.

The Beastfolk roared as they charged into the forest to hunt, while the females returned home and took out the best, freshest food.

Wu Yue glanced at the listless Qingcao beside her and rolled her eyes: "Don't dwell on it—there's still the feast tonight; just do well when the time comes."

Qingcao looked at Wu Yue resentfully: "Yue, am I too timid? I should have stepped forward then; they must have mistaken you for me."

Beastman Warriors dislike petite females the most; they'll surely think I'm unhealthy.

Wu Yue: "."

Young lady, I can understand your blunt honesty, but could you also have some mercy on my fragile little heart?

Don't I care about face?

Wu Yue gave a sideways glance: "In your eyes, am I really that incompetent?"

Qingcao gave a dry laugh: "Not really, but Yue, your hair is too fluffy and your face so small, you look like a Beastman from the Mad Lion Tribe."

After saying that, as if thinking of something else, she added: "Only the head resembles them; Mad Lion Tribe Beastman Warriors are actually very sturdy."

The harm is low, but the insult is extremely strong.

Wu Yue felt their friendship was coming to an end, and she wanted to say goodbye to Qingcao, this dagger-wielding friend.

Of course, after setting a flag, the inevitable slap-in-the-face follows: pa-pa-pa.

The two who swore to cut ties ended up gathering together again that night—why?

Qing Hua came to Wu Yue's home today and solemnly told her something that caught her quite off guard.

The cave you previously stayed in belongs to Beastman Warrior Yuan Lang; you should prepare some food to thank him.

Wu Yue's small face scrunched up: "There's such a rule?"

Qing Hua and Qingcao gave her a look of exasperated disappointment: "You don't know anything—this is a rare chance to make contact with a Beastman Warrior."

If you leave a good impression on Warrior Yuan Lang, he might even choose you as one of his companions.

Damn!!!

Wu Yue glared: "What does 'one of his companions' mean? Isn't this a polyandrous system?"

"Why isn't he becoming one of my companions?"

The innocent Wu Yue's words had just fallen when the room fell into silence.

The two females stared at her with mouths wide open, their astonishment nearly spilling over.

Qingcao stammered: "Yue, that's a good idea; you can pile up some dry grass under your head when you sleep."

Qing Hua spoke bluntly: "Only the strong have the right to choose a companion; Yue, you're so weak, it's already good if any male wants you, let alone a powerful Beastman Warrior."

(End of chapter)