Chapter 520: The Shaman Sir Has Come Out to Embarrass Us Again!

Seeing his surprised look, Wu Yue smiled and nodded: "Yes, the beastman warrior who followed me out is about to advance to the gold rank, so he wants to join the competition here to get him a chance. Anyway, we're out traveling, this kind of thing is still quite fun."

Chief of the East Mulberry Tribe: "..."

Hearing those words, I inexplicably felt a pang of heartache.

Ah Man nodded: "Oh, that's how it is."

He gave an apologetic smile: "Shaman Sir, although I am a gold-rank beastman, the infusion of shamanic power is performed by the Grand Shaman, so I cannot help you either."

He seemed a bit embarrassed, quickly continuing: "But aside from this, if there's anything I can do, please let me know."

The beastman's gaze was solemn, as if swearing an oath to the Beast God.

Wu Yue pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "If you need anything, I'll let you know."

After Teng Qian packed up his belongings, the three moved to another cave not far away; although it was a bit smaller than the previous one, it was still quite spacious for three people.

"Shaman Sir, everything has been moved over."

Ah Man set down the animal hide in his hands, feeling embarrassed.

Seeing their lifesaver again, I never expected to have to ask them to vacate the cave; the beastman felt quite awkward inside.

Wu Yue rose and walked outward: "Since the Shaman Sir of the Vine Tribe has come, I should go pay my respects."

Ah Man's spirits lifted, and he hurried a few steps to follow: "Shaman Sir, I'll show you the way."

Along the way, every member of the East Mulberry Tribe who saw Wu Yue bowed respectfully, their eyes full of reverence.

Witnessing these scenes, Ah Man's respect for this Shaman Sir grew even deeper.

"Has that little brat Ah Man not come back yet?"

A gentle voice came from ahead; Wu Yue paused her steps, lifted her gaze toward the source, where a stooped, thin old man stood.

Ah Man's toes almost dug caves out of embarrassment; the Shaman Sir really is something—calling him "little brat" when no one's around is one thing, but here there are many unfamiliar tribespeople, and he still calls him that—does he have no shame?

Seeing his own shaman about to ask, Ah Man quickly replied loudly: "Shaman Sir, I'm here!"

The beastman's voice carried a hint of irritation, which the kindly old man not far away heard.

The medicine shaman only then recalled what Ah Man had told him when he left the tribe, but the old man had lived for hundreds of years, endured countless wind and rain, his skin thicker than any young beastman could compare.

He merely blinked a few times, then walked over with small steps as if nothing had happened.

But his leisurely small steps quickened in an instant upon seeing Wu Yue, and his eyes, which usually looked half-closed, now shone brightly.

"Hey little one! Whose adorable little female is this? Want to go home with Grandpa?"

The corner of Wu Yue's mouth, which had just curled into a smile to greet the shaman sir, instantly stiffened, and the smile turned into a twitch,

Where did this weird old man come from!

Ah Man beside her couldn't stop him in time, only slapping his own face, wishing he could immediately burrow into the cave he'd just dug with his toes.

Our shaman has embarrassed us again!