Chapter 69: Color Is a Serious Issue

I've never seen a house like this before; is this what your old tribe looked like?

Yuan Lang set the vine bag he was holding on the ground, but he had no intention of leaving; instead, he sized up Wu Yue's house while asking casually.

Wu Yue quickly shook her head: "Of course not. My father A Mu comes from a tribe outside the Polar Forest; this kind of house only exists there."

Just kidding, the little tribe the original owner used to live in isn't far from the Snow Tiger Tribe at all; if I went asking around about that tiger-beating frenzy, I'd surely blow my cover.

She glanced at the vine bag on the ground, and a grateful smile appeared on her thin little face: "Thank you for bringing the wild vegetables."

The wild vegetables have been delivered; aren't you supposed to leave now!

For some reason, today's Yuan Lang Warrior seemed different from the last time I saw him; he felt more dangerous, making her unable to resist the urge to flee.

Perhaps sensing her discomfort, Yuan Lang's deep eyes moved away from her, he turned and walked out: "I'm leaving."

As his words fell, his tall figure had already disappeared inside the house.

Wu Yue stared, opening her mouth: "Oh".

This person is really decisive—saying he'll go and then just going.

"Not leaving? Staying to warm my bed?" the system's snarky voice suddenly chimed.

Wu Yue gave a sideways glance, as if to express her contempt for the system: "Before you transmigrated, you were probably some lecherous lustful system, huh."

Damn! Can you tolerate being questioned about your system's origin?

The system jumped up from its little horse stance, its plump short paws planted on its waist, bouncing angrily: "You're defaming me; Tongzi is pure, you need to apologize to the pure little system."

Tongzi is definitely not a lustful system; it's you, the host, who's too lewd.

Wu Yue gave a sly smile: "I didn't say it was lustful either; how do you know the pure Tongzi is pure?"

Tongzi: "." Playing dead now—is it still possible?

"Eh? Host, are you going to submit the quest?"

A divine skill to ease embarrassment—decisively change the subject.

Seeing the system back down, Wu Yue felt the night's breeze was exceptionally cool.

She decisively pulled out the chili from her side pack, her thin face full of smugness: "Submit the quest."

Tongzi hurriedly fawned into duty: "Complete the first item of the long-term quest 'Food': find a food the Snow Tiger Tribe lacks, reward points ×10, reward backpack-weaving method."

The backpack-weaving method can be checked in the panel.

Congratulations, host—you're getting ever closer to 100 points.

Such a fawning system is truly rare; Wu Yue decided to be magnanimous and not yank its little braid.

"Alright, step back; the great host needs to prepare for rest."

The system silently raised a middle finger at Wu Yue, then quietly lurked away.

For now we need to stay low-key; otherwise the dog host will surely use today's incident to manipulate it.

Meanwhile, Flower Tree Grandma looked with disgust at the lazy tiger cub that had taken over her grass nest, her face utterly grim.

"Don't you have your own nest?"

Yuan Qi beside her tore the tender meat into small pieces, placing them on a large leaf in front of his mate, and glared at the tiger cub that had seized their little love nest with the same disgust.

Having a male beastfolk offspring is just aggravating; there's nothing cute or thoughtful about female beastfolk.

Feigning ignorance of his parents' disdain, Yuan Lang, with his incredibly thick-skinned tiger head, rested his massive tiger head on his forepaws and closed his eyes.

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