Chapter 604: The Restless Sea King Heart

Bringing the system to the main text volume of Hun Shou Shi Chapter 610, the restless Sea King Heart could obtain compensation from the hands of that old medicine shaman, and Wu Yue paid a bit more attention to the identity of that curly‑haired, pale‑faced person before her.

A hint of a commercialized smile appeared on the delicate white face:

Although she had quite a few precious items in her hand, letting other tribes know about them was still quite limited.

The long‑curly‑haired beastfolk who had come merely with a try‑it‑out attitude was extremely delighted; he glanced around cautiously, and seeing no one paying attention to them, he stepped forward two paces and whispered:

Seeing his sneaky look, Shaman Yue nodded and turned, gesturing for him to follow.

Teng Qian casually picked up the beast‑skin mat piled in the corner of the tent and threw it to the three of them.

The long‑curly‑haired beastfolk, without further ado, sat on the beast‑skin mat and directly stated what he wanted to trade.

"I saw many precious items coming from the Snow Moon Tribe in the Huo Teng Tribe; I liked them a lot. I don't know if Shaman Yue and your group could exchange some more with us."

"We can exchange them for precious snow salt."

A proud look appeared on his face; the pure, immaculate snow salt is a precious salt that only a few super‑tribes of the White Sand Salt Sea can produce,

Those coarse, bitter‑salty salts simply cannot compare.

"The snow salt we produce is as pure as winter snowflakes, with no bitterness, and we only exchange our precious snow salt with super‑tribes inside other territories."

"Tribes like your Snow Moon Tribe, big or small, simply aren't qualified to see such precious salt."

He lifted his chin proudly, his gaze toward Wu Yue and the others across from him like he was looking at a crowd of commoners waiting to audience him.

Shaman Yue rubbed her fingers, feeling itchy; that guy's low‑class, shameless demeanor really begged for a beating, making people want to knock the shit out of him.

Seeing their own companion getting a bit full of himself, the beastfolk sitting behind him covered his face, unable to watch, and poked the other's arm again with his finger.

Although he said nothing, that look of disdain for a hopeless brat clearly showed his attitude.

Although our tribe is really awesome, when we're begging others, can we not drag our feet?

Are those few lines behind appropriate to say at this time?

The beastfolk lowered his hand from his face, looked despairingly at Wu Yue seated above, and it seemed this deal was about to fall through.

After being messed with by the beastfolk, the long‑curly‑haired beastfolk also came to his senses from his own bragging, feeling a bit embarrassed as he looked up at Wu Yue seated above.

The beastfolk behind him:

You'd better not have said that; you're probably an idiot.

But when their furtive glances drifted over, they noticed that the female seated at the head still wore a fake smile, showing no sign of anger at their words.

I never expected that the female who would start a fight at the slightest disagreement would actually have such a nice personality.

Moreover, she's quite good‑looking...

The long‑curly‑haired beastfolk's Sea King Heart suddenly began to stir restlessly.

Looking at his captain's sea‑foam‑like, dreamy little eyes, the beastfolk sitting behind him felt his heart skip a beat.

He reached out again with his sinful big hand and poked:

At this moment, you absolutely must not mess around!