Chapter 50: Big Cats Sitting in a Row

Wu Yue shrugged, what could she say? She could only sigh at the strange taste of the beastfolk here, which she couldn't appreciate.

The beastman warriors had returned from the hunt, and the clearing by the river was noisy.

Each one transformed into beast form and quietly squatted in the river water, obediently letting the river wash away the blood on their bodies, then leapt out of the water immediately.

Seeing their eager appearance, Wu Yue couldn't help but laugh; indeed, as big cats, their dislike of water is ingrained in their bones.

Beside her lay a small stove made of three stacked stones, with a crude little stone pot on top—this was the reward from the last task of selling dried bitter greens.

It can freely change shape and size, operated as one wishes.

At the moment the stone pot looks rather crude, as if dug up by a little brat.

She drew some embers from Qing Hua's fire, lit her little stove, added water, and prepared food to send to the Yuan Lang Warrior.

At this moment, Yuan Lang and the two brothers Teng Qian and Teng Kun

The three big tigers sat obediently in a row, the fur beneath their heads floating in the water, looking extremely flowing.

When Wu Yue arrived at the riverbank, she saw this scene of large, adorable creatures—so cute, right?

"Little female, what are you looking at?" Teng Qian said in a deep, resonant voice.

This little female's sparkling eyes were fixed on them, as if she might pounce at any moment, making them feel a bit creeped out.

The little female here is really uninhibited, and her build is not much different from theirs.

It makes him constantly worry that his excellence will lead to being forced by a tyrant, or that resistance would be futile against a spicy variety.

Wu Yue laughed and pointed at the plump grass fish swimming around them: "Could you help me catch two fish?"

Although she had undergone a change from a pill, it was only internal; her appearance and figure hadn't changed, and now she was so thin she was nothing but bones, really not good-looking.

Teng Qian curled his lip, then slapped the water with his claw.

The faces of the two tigers beside him, the only parts still dry, also got wet.

"Roar!"

"Teng Qian, you're asking for death!"

Yuan Lang in the middle didn't miss the smile in the little female's eyes on the bank; he raised his right claw and pressed Teng Qian's head into the water.

This guy is all failure and no success.

After releasing him with a swipe of his claw, two plump grass fish fell onto the grass beside Wu Yue's feet.

Picking up the two grass fish already stunned by the beastfolk's mighty palm strength, Wu Yue smiled and said, "Thanks for your help—today I'll make fish soup; would you like some?"

The three were startled by the words, then nodded in unison: "Yes."

Heaven knows those repeated barbecues have already caused quite a bit of trouble for their rear ends.

Seeing this, Wu Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the three big tigers' pitch-black eyes instantly turned toward her.

Wu Yue quickly suppressed her smile: "All right, I'll send it over later."

Having said that, she hurriedly picked up the fish and left.

Behind her came the roars of the three big tigers and the splashing of the river—apparently these three tigers aren't all that afraid of water.

After Wu Yue left, two people walked out from behind a large tree by the river.

"That damned female, daring to come and flirt with the Yuan Lang Warrior."

That was Aya's voice; her gaze toward Wu Yue's back was full of jealousy and hatred.

Beside her, Ye Duo's complexion wasn't great either, and her gaze toward the beastfolk in the river was also somewhat complicated.

Before, when I spoke to Yuan Lang, he would at least glance at me or give a simple "uh," but this time, seeing me upon his return, he actually turned away with a strange expression.

(End of chapter)