Chapter 712: Been Discovered?

After being scolded by his own great shaman and in a foul mood, the Sea Snake Tribe Chief stood with a grim face at the tribe's entrance for a long while, then angrily shook off the beastman warriors following him and strode toward his tent.

The surrounding beastman warriors watched the chief's retreating back, exchanging glances.

"The chief looks like he's in a really bad mood; what exactly happened this time when he went to the Sea Eel Tribe?"

"It must be that the Sea Eel Tribe did something bad; didn't you see the great shaman's expression was also unpleasant just now?"

"Damn the Sea Eel Tribe, I don't know why the great shaman and the chief oppose our attack on the Sea Eel Tribe."

"Our Sea Snake Tribe is stronger than the Sea Eel Tribe; as soon as our beastman warriors move out, there will be no Sea Eel Tribe left in the Bai Sha Yan Hai."

"You're just bragging; the fact that the great shaman and the chief oppose attacking the Sea Eel Tribe means there's a reason they can't attack, and no amount of thinking with your little brain will help."

The beastman warriors chattered among themselves.

"Hey, this isn't about attacking the Sea Eel Tribe; I really want to know what exactly happened when the great shaman and the chief went to the Sea Eel Tribe this time—don't you want to know?"

The beastman warriors' chatter paused for a moment, then they all nodded: "Naturally we want to know, but we dare not ask the great shaman, and the chief's expression just now was frightening..."

The speaking beastman showed fear, then his eyes lit up as he looked at a nearby especially sturdy beastman warrior: "Isn't the chief always fond of you? He certainly wouldn't lose his temper with you for no reason—why don't you go ask him?"

Hearing this, the surrounding beastmen focused their gazes on the sturdy beastman.

The named beastman's face stiffened, and he angrily glared at the beastman who had spoken earlier: "I'm not the chief's son, yet whenever it's time to discipline me, they do it just the same—there's no sign of leniency at all."

"Why don't you have the chief's son go ask instead?"

The sturdy beastman's words were spoken in anger, but he noticed that after he finished speaking, the surrounding beastmen's gazes seemed to think of something, and his heart jumped: "You wouldn't really..."

Before his words had even finished, the beastman who had just pointed at him flashed his eyes and patted his shoulder: "That's a good idea, the chief will discipline us, but he wouldn't arbitrarily punish his own son, especially..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant to say.

"The one the chief cares about most is none other than that one, right?"

The beastman warriors didn't disperse; instead, they continued waiting at the tribe's entrance.

Only when the sun gradually slanted westward did they finally see a familiar figure among the beastman troop returning from the hunt.

They didn't dawdle, but went straight up to the young beastman and told him about the abnormalities after the great shaman and the chief returned.

The somewhat fatigued young beastman's face bore a hint of worry: "I'll go find my father now; you all head back to rest early, and we can discuss anything tomorrow over breakfast."

Having said that, the young beastman, for the first time, bid farewell without politeness to the other beastman warriors and hurried toward the Sea Snake Tribe Chief's tent.

For some reason, he always had a bad premonition in his heart.

Upon reaching the tent, the Sea Snake Great Shaman was eating with a grim face.

The food in his hands seemed like an enemy bearing deep hatred, which he tore at and chewed viciously.

And indeed, as the beastman warriors had said, upon seeing the young beastman's figure, the Sea Snake Tribe Chief's expression eased considerably.

He could even force a stiff smile to ask whether the young beastman had eaten.

The young beastman knelt on the fur mat below the Sea Snake Tribe Chief with a worried face: "Father, the tribesmen say you returned from the Sea Eel Tribe today in a bad mood—did the Sea Eel Tribe do something to upset you?"

Mentioning this hated rival tribe, the Sea Snake Tribe Chief's faint smile that he had just lifted vanished instantly; he flung his arm, tossing the roasted meat aside, and shouted angrily: "Damn the Sea Eel Tribe, taking advantage of this search for the missing beastmen, they actually stood on the heads of our Sea Snake Tribe and the Sea Shark Tribe, jumping about."

"The Sea Shark Tribe is the same; they actually agreed to obey the Sea Eel Tribe's orders, to the point that now we too must follow the Sea Eel Tribe's commands."

"Just thinking about it fills me with rage—humph!"

The young beastman's eyes flickered slightly; he picked up the stone bowl of water beside him, rose, and walked to the Sea Snake Tribe Chief's side: "Father, have some water."

"Perhaps the great shaman and they have some other reason; right now, what's most important isn't finding the missing beastman warriors, is it?"

"Once our tribesmen are found, dealing with the Sea Eel Tribe later won't be easy at all."

The Sea Snake Tribe Chief nodded at his words: "You're right; once we find those people and rescue our missing tribesmen, I will personally lead the tribesmen to kill several members of the Sea Eel Tribe—humph!"

Having said that, he gulped down the water in the stone bowl in a few swallows and casually handed it to the young beastman waiting nearby.

The young beastman took the water bowl with a dark gaze, seemingly offhandedly saying: "The beastman warriors in the tribe still need to hunt; my hunting time is already over, so if you have any tasks, just order me to do them."

Having such a sensible son, the Sea Snake Tribe Chief felt warm-hearted: "Good! Indeed, he is my son."

"Later, Father will arrange for you to lead a beastman squad alone, but you must be careful—listen to that old Sea Eel, the hidden forces behind them are very strong."

"If you encounter unfamiliar beastman squads when you go out, you must not make contact; just run straight toward the tribe's direction—we'll be following not far behind you, understand?"

The young beastman curled the corner of his lips into a wanton arc, yet his voice remained utterly respectful: "Understood, Father."

After chatting a bit more with the Sea Snake Tribe Chief, the young beastman then rose to prepare to leave.

At this moment, the Sea Snake Tribe Chief solemnly instructed: "You must absolutely not tell this matter to anyone else in the tribe."

"There might be someone in our tribe leaking information to those people; if the news gets out, you will face severe punishment—do you understand?"

The young beastman nodded solemnly: "Father, I understand."

Only then did he leave under the Sea Snake Tribe Chief's gaze.

Upon leaving the tent, the young beastman's expression changed instantly, gaining a hint of danger.

"Tsk, what should I do? It seems... I've been discovered..."

His voice was almost a murmur; even the beastman warriors guarding the tent not far away didn't hear it.

The next day, facing the tribe's beastman warriors' inquiries, the young beastman spoke solemnly: "Father didn't tell me either; he only said it's not the time yet, and when we're needed, he'll naturally inform us."