Chapter 543: I'm really sorry

Time passed minute by minute, and for the three of them it felt as long and arduous as three winters.

Anxiety filled their hearts, and their movements grew a bit faster than before, clearing a clearing even twice as large as before.

"Uncle, how... "

The young male's patience was ultimately not as good as his own uncle's and father's; in the long grass, aside from the sound of them weeding, only the rustling of the wind through the grass and the calls of insects and beasts could be heard, making one anxious.

He finally couldn't help but speak up again, wanting to ask his uncle, and even began to doubt whether their earlier decision was wrong, wondering if the clansmen had already left.

But before his words even fell, the tranquility of the long grass was shattered by a series of rustling sounds, as if many people or beasts were moving through.

The three felt their scalps tighten; the two older males shielded the young male in the middle, both gripping their wooden sticks tightly, though their eyes were full of panic.

At this moment, they desperately hoped the sounds were from the Snow Moon Tribe's people, because the noises coming from all directions had already surrounded them; if they were beasts, none of the three would survive today.

"Un... uncle, what... "

"Heh, there really are some who didn't run!"

The familiar voice sounded in their ears, and the three beastmen felt their legs go weak, their arms gripping the wooden sticks trembling slightly.

Not a beast horde... they had survived...

This was the voice of the Snow Moon Tribe male who had previously assigned them their tasks, the one they had always wanted to kill; hearing his voice now felt unexpectedly kind.

When the manager male led the people to part the grass and find the three Wu Ke Tribe fellows, what met them were three pairs of eyes as excited as if they had seen their own beloved A Mu.

Manager Male: "..."

Give you a chance to look again!

Even the other males who had come to capture the escapees were doubtful; these three didn't look like fugitives at all—who runs away and gets closer?

Unless, like Teng Qian Sir said, their brains have a problem.

"Did you three clear all this?"

After stepping out of the long grass, the manager male's eyes lit up instantly; the area where the three stood had been cleared into a huge clearing, and even the cut grass was neatly stacked together.

The elder male was the first to come to his senses, nodding repeatedly: "We cleared it, because over there the tribe... people were too many, so we three came here to clear."

After saying that, he still anxiously looked at the manager male: "You came looking for us because we cleared too slowly?"

He nervously rubbed his hands, his face panicked.

The manager male, asked like that, instead shook his head: "Your clearing is already fast, just..."

His gaze sharp, he looked at the three: "Your clansmen have all fled, do you know?"

"They fled!"

The young male standing with his head down behind the elder male couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief upon hearing that.

The elder male's heart clenched.

Indeed, before he could say anything, the manager male's gaze swept past him to the young male: "Do you know about their escape?"

The young male's face changed dramatically; he stammered, not knowing what to say, and kept looking at his uncle standing before him.

The elder male involuntarily slapped his own forehead, wondering if his younger brother had been punished by the Beast God, how he could have produced such a thing; it would have been better to give birth to a stone tool.

He sighed deeply and stepped forward: "We know the clansmen have left; we just didn't follow them."

The manager male raised his eyebrows, revealing a satisfied smile.

Ying Ze Sir had said earlier that if anyone didn't follow the escape, they'd be given some rewards; it looks like these three are in for good days.

"Alright, as long as you didn't flee, it's fine; your clansmen have all been captured back, and on our Snow Moon Tribe's territory you can't escape—Wu Yue Sir and several Beastman Sirs are watching the whole territory."

After saying that, he waved his hand, gesturing for the three to follow him; the gazes of the surrounding males toward the three also softened a bit.

"Hey, why didn't you follow the clansmen and leave?"

A Snow Moon Tribe male curiously stepped forward to ask.

The elder male couldn't help but twitch his mouth: "Of course it's because we knew we couldn't run."

"Then why do you know you can't run?"

The old beastman pressed the veins on his forehead, jumping with joy: "The Snow Moon Tribe has a powerful Shaman Sir and several Beastman Warriors; we pure humans, escaping would be strange."

Moreover, you dared to bring us to the long grass to work without worry; you must have been guarding against our escape, and the kid isn't stupid.

"I didn't expect you to be this old, but you're quite sharp!"

Elder Male: "Hehe..."

"I'm really sorry for being this old!"

"Is that younger-looking male behind you your child?"

The elder male's spirit jolted, and he immediately denied: "No, that's my younger brother's child."

"I wouldn't give birth to such a foolish child."

The young male resentfully glanced at his uncle; that anxious attempt to distance himself just now really hit home.

"Oh~ no wonder, I said he didn't look very smart."

Young Male: "Hehe..."

"I'm really sorry for not being smart!"

"Well..."

The Snow Moon male wanted to ask more, but the elder male suddenly raised his hand: "Ah, have we arrived?"

The Snow Moon male looked up, and indeed, they had walked out of the long grass; ahead, a dark mass was none other than the captured Wu Ke Tribe clansmen.

After exiting, the elder male behind let out a deep sigh; finally arrived, this guy is really annoying.

"Ying Ze Sir, there really are three who didn't run, and they work fast too—the area cleared by the three is more than all the escapees combined."

Ying Ze's sharp eagle eyes gazed deeply at the three, then he nodded: "You go over there; those three as well."

The manager male beckoned the three elder males, indicating they should stand with him to the side, then he looked at the crowd of Wu Ke Tribe males kneeling in the clearing.

Ying Ze gave them a cold glance: "In the Snow Moon Tribe, unless you have received the Shaman Sir's pardon, don't even think about escaping our territory."

"The slaves who escaped today have no food for today or tomorrow."

"The fleeing males of the Wuke tribe remained silent; they had already anticipated this punishment."

"Moreover, as punishment for you, Lord Shaman Yue will cast the Shaman's Curse upon all of you; as for the pain of the curse... hehe..."

Ying Ze said up to this point, only chuckled twice, and did not explain.

The Wuke tribe males who had shown no reaction to the lack of food just now, upon hearing the curse, their faces changed dramatically, and they all knelt on the ground begging.