Chapter 87: Retrieving the Lackey

"Huashu Ama, what's wrong?" She felt a bit doubtful; upon approaching, she discovered that besides Yuan Lang, everyone standing here were actually the captains of each gathering team.

She gave a simple greeting to the captains, then turned her gaze to Huashu Ama.

Huashu's face showed a clear smile: "Come with us."

Having said that, she led her to walk behind a large tree to one side.

Turning around the thick trunk, upon seeing that familiar patch of red leaves, Wu Yue understood why they had called her over.

"Look, are these the kind of wound‑healing herbs you mentioned last time?"

Wu Yue nodded: "Exactly, these are all hemostatic herbs."

As soon as her words fell, the surrounding females all rushed over, and Wu Yue and Yuan Lang just stared dumbfounded as the team captains scratched their heads and cheeks, scrambling for that small patch of hemostatic herbs.

It turns out that women's fighting methods had already been developed from such an early time.

Wu Yue clicked her tongue silently.

"Little female, don't take to heart what A Mu said that day."

A low, deep voice came from the Beastfolk beside her, and Wu Yue's small ears twitched.

It sounded rather nice.

Turning her head to look at the tall, strapping Beastfolk, she said: "Huashu Ama is right, and I also feel it's safer to stay farther away from you."

A strange smile flickered in her eyes: "Ye Duo has now become the tribe's sole Shaman Disciple, her status is extraordinary; she likes you so much that she will surely appear before you more often."

She clicked her tongue while speaking: "Yuan Lang Warrior, you're so fortunate."

Yuan Lang: "."

Although I knew that the previous incident must have upset this little female, I didn't expect this little guy to hold such a grudge.

Thinking of what she said about Ye Duo, Yuan Lang expressed: "As long as I'm shameless, it's others who care about face."

He somewhat embarrassedly rubbed his nose: "It's better for the little female to be gentle; that way she's more likable."

Gazing at the tall, handsome Beastfolk, Wu Yue's mind somehow went blank, and she blurted out: "In the future I want to be a powerful female with many handsome males."

Yuan Lang's expression suddenly stiffened; he looked incredulously at the little female beside him.

Good fellow! I fucking good fellow!

He now somewhat doubts his earlier judgment—could such a little female really come from the same place as him?

Could it be that since arriving in this world he's let himself go? Got carried away?

Seeing his disbelieving look, Wu Yue secretly felt pleased: "Tch! Little brat, who are you looking down on?"

After a while, Huashu returned happily, embracing her beast‑skin bag full of spoils.

But the moment she turned around and saw her child and Yue, her expression stiffened somewhat.

Damn it! I forgot that this little one has feelings for Yue.

She hurriedly swooshed over to Yuan Lang, handing him the beast‑skin bundle from her arms: "It's too heavy—help A Mu carry it."

Having said that, she turned and linked arms with Wu Yue, walking aside while asking about the hemostatic herbs.

Behind them, Yuan Lang felt that A Mu was unnecessarily tense right now, seeing that he was about to retrieve his own lackey.

Heaven knows what kind of days he's had these past two days—green oily stuff, even vegetable balls and paste with a dye‑hair effect.

The sturdy male wailed.

He wanted to eat stir‑fried meat and cold salad.

"Yuan Lang, you couldn't be eyeing that lion‑head, could you?" Teng Qian chimed in with a gossipy expression from the side.

Yuan Lang narrowed his dark eyes: "Xie Ba Zi, what did you just say?"

Xie Ba Zi Teng Qian: "!!!"

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