Chapter 489

The stout half-beast warrior gave a satisfied glance at the speaking pure-human male, finished chewing the leg of whatever prey was in his hand with big bites, and casually tossed it over.

"I just like your kind who loves to speak the truth; take this bone and gnaw on it."

The pure-human male heard this and was overjoyed, quickly rushing forward to pick up the bone that had fallen to the ground and gathered dust, holding it in his arms; his already thin face broke into a chrysanthemum-like smile: "Captain, you are truly generous; being able to serve under you must be the Beast God's blessing upon me."

Although the bone had been cleaned quite thoroughly by the half-beast warrior, there were still some meat strands not sucked clean; taking it back to gnaw again, to taste the meat flavor would also be nice.

The male's string of flattery made the half-beast warrior ever happier; he found the thin pure-human male before him most pleasing: "Alright, hurry back to eat your food."

He handed his spear to a nearby tribesman, then, under the other's envious and jealous gaze, he clutched the meat bone and left early.

"In such a time of scarcity, to still have such a stout build—this half-beast's strength is not bad!"

Wu Yue murmured.

Zheng Mao, who was on the nearby tree trunk, heard this and his eye twitched violently: "Shaman Yue, his strength among all the Wuk tribe half-beasts can only be considered middling; his only advantage is that he eats a lot."

"I think his build is still quite stout!"

"Even if his combat technique is lacking, his strength should be considerable, right!"

Without waiting for the tribe to speak, Yuan Lang beside him snorted coldly: "Having a lot of meat doesn't mean one is strong; maybe he's just a dung-producing thing."

Wuyue:...

Yingyan:...

Bu Lun:...

"Who is this sharp-tongued person!"

"Where are the medicinal herbs?"

Wu Yue quickly changed the subject; a man's jealousy is truly terrifying—it's all because I'm too outstanding...

She unconsciously touched her cheek; the lovely worries are known only to herself!

Bu Lun extended his thin claw and pointed to a patch of dry grass behind the stout half-beast warrior: "You see the side covered with dry grass; this medicinal herb requires a relatively high temperature before harvesting, so these Wuk tribe people cover them with dry grass—it's obvious at a glance."

Yingyan beside him couldn't help but click his tongue: "You guys really went to great lengths to steal others' stuff, understanding it so clearly."

Bu Lun gave a dry laugh and scratched his head: "I didn't know the first time, but after stealing a few times I got familiar."

Wu Yue, Yuan Lang, Yingyan:...

"That sentence paired with your embarrassed smile looks awkward no matter how you look at it; even a petty thief would feel embarrassed to say it."

"But they, being petty thieves themselves, feel no guilt at all; the grudge between them and the Wuk tribe is deep indeed."

"Since we've found the place, let's eat some food first and act at night."

Bu Lun glanced at the noble shaman, then at the two beastfolk warriors beside her: "Our combat strength is so great; wouldn't it be better to just charge in and kill them?"

"Who would have thought his words had barely fallen when he received three contemptuous glances: 'No wonder your Dong Sang tribe always comes over and can't steal more than a few stalks of medicinal herbs.'"

"Their intelligence is really anxious."

Yuan Lang added the finishing blow.

Yingyan nodded in agreement beside them.

Bu Lun squatted with a dark face like a dog, his resentful little glances continually darting at the three, yet receiving not a shred of attention.

"Fuming inside, I'll just see how many medicinal herbs you can get this time, humph!"

"Captain, it's already dark; the females have warmed the grass nests, please go rest quickly."

"The male who had happily gnawed on a bone with meat strands ran over again from under a big tree, his obsequious, fawning posture—bowing and taking tiny steps—looking exactly like a sycophantic little eunuch no matter how you look at it."

"The stout half-beast warrior furrowed his brows: 'These Dong Sang tribe people are getting more and more timid; by this time before, they'd already come to steal medicinal herbs.'"

"It's not because you're too formidable that those Dong Sang tribe people dare not come."

"The pure-human male seized the moment and unleashed another burst of flattery, making the half-beast warrior feel extremely pleased."

"Although he still regretted not being able to personally chastise the Dong Sang tribe folks, driven by the flattery and the allure of the females who warmed the grass nests, he still rubbed his hands and walked toward the base of the tree."

"The long night stretches on, sleepless; naturally one should do something meaningful."

"And on the large tree where Wu Yue and the others were hiding, three figures were lurking silently; Bu Lun, with a bewildered face, had some unknown object hanging from the corner of his eye, looking puzzled at Wu Yue and the other nearby: 'Shaman Yue Sir, where is the other beastfolk sir?'"

Wu Yue raised her eyebrows: "You'll find out soon."

"Suddenly, a flurry of birds flapping their wings sounded from the distant forest, a rush of 'whoosh'."

"The people in the clearing naturally noticed the movement in the forest as well; the half-beast warrior who hadn't yet started exercising stood up, glanced at the forest, and after a moment with no further sound, he snorted coldly: 'I never expected the Dong Sang tribe folks to be hiding so far away.'"

"Having said that, he no longer paid any attention to that side's movements, hehe-laughing as he walked toward the females who had been waiting long under the tree."

"At this moment, Wu Yue and Yuan Lang on the tree stood up; the beastfolk's strong arm wrapped around the waist of the female beside her, pulling her tightly into his embrace."

"Seeing them put away the items they brought, Bu Lun exclaimed in surprise: 'You... are you planning to go steal medicinal herbs now?'"

Wu Yue nodded: "Of course, that half-beast warrior is already occupied; the timing is perfect now."

"Quickly pack your things; we can't leave traces here, lest the Wuk tribe discover our tracks."

"Once we've stolen their medicinal herbs, won't the Wuk tribe people notice then!"

"Thinking this, Bu Lun didn't dare speak; obediently he rose, gathered his belongings and trash, packed them into the backpack borrowed from the Snow Yue tribe, followed behind the two, and silently disappeared into the tree, sprinting toward the spot covered with dry grass."

"Among the guards, the sole half-beast warrior was busy; the rest were all pure-human males."

"For Yuan Lang and Bu Lun, sneaking to the place where the medicinal herbs grow is utterly simple."

"How are these medicinal herbs harvested?"

"Under the dry grass cover, there is only one kind of medicinal herb; the surrounding weeds appear to have been pulled out long ago, showing that this herb is specially tended."

"Given the pressing time, Wu Yue, seeing this herb for the first time, didn't have a chance to look it up in books, so she directly asked Bu Lun beside her."

"All the way smooth and uneventful, Bu Lun, who could hardly believe it, came to his senses from astonishment and respectfully said: 'The most important part of this medicinal herb is the root below; we need to dig it out with our sharp claws.'"

"The herb's root system is only as long as a palm, and in this medicinal herb garden guarded by a small squad of the Wuk tribe, there are tightly only eleven plants."

"Looking at the fresh medicinal herbs in the backpack, Wu Yue's eyes were also full of joy."