Chapter 596

The leader, a triangular-eyed Beastfolk, laughed loudly hahaha, revealing a mouthful of uneven yellow teeth, with even some meat strands stuck between his teeth: "Why? I just like to see you all looking disgusted at me yet unable to beat me, hahaha!"

You lowly folk of these remote small tribes ought to act like small tribes; upon seeing our Yun Wu Shan Mai tribe, you should proactively hand over whatever you have obtained.

You must be respectful to us, understand? Lowly folk!

Lowly folk! Lowly folk! Lowly folk!

The cries of "lowly folk" echoed like a demonic chant around the ears of the two tribespeople, their faces flushed red, their hatred so intense they felt like biting their gums until they bled.

Dong Sang tribe chief clenched his fists, veins bulging.

"The goods are in that beast-skin bag; take them and leave."

"Hey, you, these lowly folk are really obedient, hahaha!"

The triangular-eyed Beastfolk kicked the person next to him: "Did you hear? Hurry up and bring over all the goods—these are the tribute the lowly folk give us, ah! hahaha!"

After the tribesperson brought over the beast-skin bag, the triangular-eyed Beastfolk opened it, glanced inside, and disdainfully tossed it to the person beside him.

"The lowly folk are too weak; after letting you rest this long, you've only gathered this little—surely you didn't hide it on your persons, did you?"

Seeing the lowly folk merely circling the wounded Beastfolk, heads bowed silent, the triangular-eyed Beastfolk curled his lip, instantly bored.

He jerked his chin toward them: "You lot, go strip those lowly folk's clothes off, I want to see if they're hiding anything—this all belongs to our Yun Wu Shan Mai."

The two tribespeople who had originally intended to endure could no longer bear it upon hearing that; they all sprang to their feet, shielding the wounded Maji tribe chief behind them.

The Dong Sang tribe chief glared crimson-eyed at the triangular-eyed Beastfolk across from him: "Don't go too far; our tribe is under the protection of the Huo Teng tribe."

At this point, he had no choice but to mention the Huo Teng tribe's great mountain, attempting to intimidate this shameless Yun Wu Shan Mai Beastfolk before him.

The triangular-eyed Beastfolk's expression turned stern: "You actually managed to gain the Huo Teng tribe's protection? I don't know which shaman is protecting you."

Seeing the triangular-eyed Beastfolk seemingly intimidated, the Dong Sang tribe chief felt a surge of joy and straightened his back a bit: "The Huo Teng tribe's Medicine Shaman Sir."

A powerful healing shaman, even in a place like Yun Wu Shan Mai where several super-tribes exist, holds considerable status.

Indeed, upon hearing the Medicine Shaman's name, the triangular-eyed Beastfolk's expression darkened somewhat: "Forget it, return the goods and let them leave."

Although they had borrowed the super-tribe's intimidation, being able to extricate themselves from this situation, they couldn't help but feel a bit more grateful toward the Huo Teng tribe's Medicine Shaman.

The Dong Sang tribe chief glanced at the triangular-eyed Beastfolk: "Let's go."

Saying that, he turned and prepared to help up the Maji tribe chief leaning against the tree trunk.

"Gahaha! Tribesmen, look, these lowly folk actually believed it, ah! hahaha!"

A shrill, eerily familiar laugh suddenly rang out, and the Dong Sang tribe chief and the tribespeople beside him instantly turned their heads toward the sound.

All that could be seen was the triangular-eyed Beastfolk covering his stomach, laughing so hard it was about to burst out.

And the Beastman Warriors beside him looked at them with even more scorn: "Chief, are we afraid of the Huo Teng tribe?"

The triangular-eyed Beastfolk straightened up, bared his yellow teeth at the Dong Sang tribe chief and his group: "We are the tribe of the Kuma tribe's territory, you know? Lowly folk!"

Kuma tribe...

The Dong Sang tribe chief's whole demeanor worsened; he had invoked the Huo Teng tribe, never expecting the other side to actually be an opposing tribe.

Tribesmen, what are you waiting for? Go strip these lowly folk naked, tie them up, and send them to the Kuma tribe's leaders—you can even earn food for it.

"Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh!"

The tribesmen behind the triangular-eyed one, hearing their chief's words, roared and charged toward the Dong Sang tribe chief and his group.

"Hahaha, chief, the bodies of these remote small-tribe folks are whiter than a female's—no wonder they're so weak."

"You can take big chunks of beast skin and still trade them for other items; anyway, these remote small tribes are accustomed to not wearing beast skin, wrapping themselves in grass and vines is just the same."

"Still dare to resist? Beat them to death."

"Bang bang bang!"

The thud of fists striking bodies mingled with anguished cries, staining this patch of forest with a hint of sorrow.

"I don't know if the loot we've gathered these past days is enough to secure first place."

Teng Qian had a blade of Qingcao in his mouth, took out a yellow-coated root from his bosom, brought it to his nose to sniff, and couldn't help closing his eyes in intoxication.

The scent of this herbal medicine is truly wonderful, Wu Yue; let's keep some to bring back to the tribe.

"Lowly folk, ah hahaha!"

The sharp, shrill laugh broke his intoxication; even Wu Yue, resting prone on the Snowtreader's back, frowned and sat up.

"These Yun Wu Shan Mai stinkbugs are bullying the outside tribes again."

Ying Ze frowned toward the noisy spot; along their journey, although they'd also encountered some who wanted to seize their belongings, the result was...

Cough! Their own Beastfolk bao guo instead swelled even more.

Teng Qian's eyes lit up; he spat out the grass in his mouth, cracked his knuckles, and looked toward the source of the sound: "Boss, Wu Yue, the time to make a fortune has come—these Yun Wu Shan Mai tribes must have looted plenty."

Wu Yue's eyes narrowed slightly: "Hmm, we still have several empty Beastfolk bao guo."

Yuan Lang stretched his long arms, and a neat stack of folded Beastfolk bao guo appeared behind him: "If today's tribe's goods don't fill these beast-skin bags of mine, we'll beat them out."

"Hehe~"

Upon hearing their boss say that, Teng Qian and the two others had their fists raised.

"Let's go."

Wu Yue wiped the Cloudtreader's back; upon receiving her master's command, the Cloudtreader neighed, and she trotted to follow behind Yuan Lang and the others.

The closer they got, the sharper the mocking laughter and cursing became; each cry of 'lowly folk from the remote small tribes' made Wu Yue and her companions involuntarily break out in a cold sweat.

Yuan Lang bent over, casually picked up a handful of stones, waved his arm, and the piercing laughter ahead was cut off, followed by a series of startled cries and wails.

"What the hell, my head's bleeding!"

"Ah! I got hit too!"

"Hahaha, it must be the Beast God, the Beast God has come to punish you!"

This manic laughter was clearly audible amid the waves of wails; Wu Yue, seated on the Cloudtreader's back, heard it and instantly furrowed her brows: "Yuan Lang, this voice sounds awfully familiar."

The Beastfolk also quickened their pace: "Seems like the Maji."

Maji clan chief!

Wu Yue startled: "Step on clouds, increase speed."