novelraw Chapter 232: Who Are You?
Chapter 232: Who Are You?
Their thinking was the same as the Black Wolf Witch’s. A healing method like this was crucial for a tribe, especially in the Polar Forest, where Fierce Beasts roamed rampant.
However, no one would resort to underhanded tactics lightly. The Four Great Tribes of the Polar Forest had long established a relationship of mutual aid by standing together against the Fierce Beasts.
No one wanted to be the one to break this friendly relationship.
Thus, on the second day, just as Wu Yue finished washing up, the Black Wolf Witch and the female from the Lion Tribe arrived together at the Snow Tiger Tribe’s thatched huts.
When they saw Wu Yue, their faces lit up with brilliant smiles.
"Little female, I heard you’re quite fond of the fruit from our lands. I had our females specially select some of the best ones to bring to you."
The moment he finished speaking, an exceptionally handsome Beastman Warrior emerged from behind him, carrying a sack of fruit.
The Beastman stood tall and straight, a bright, cheerful smile on his face. "Hello, little female. Would you like me to put these fruits in the hut for you?"
This sudden, blatant attempt at flirting was so cringey Wu Yue almost threw her back out. The scene felt strangely familiar.
’Come to think of it, of course it is!’
’Last time, for the Snow Tiger Tribe’s Priest, the Black Wolf Tribe had also used this method to hit on Ye Duo...’
’So, the Black Wolf Tribe planned to use this trick on her now, too?’
"Thank you for the fruit, but this little female already has plenty. We won’t be accepting them."
A deep, magnetic voice of a Beastman came from behind them. Everyone turned to look, only to see a tall, powerfully built, and handsome man walking toward them, his expression cold and stern.
His eyes were full of icy storms.
Sensing the other Beastman’s displeasure, the young warrior from the Black Wolf Tribe looked at Wu Yue with a hint of disappointment. "Little female, this..."
But to his disappointment, Yuan Lang, a full head taller than him, used his powerful frame to completely shield the smaller female from view.
So, his attempt to act pitiful and win her sympathy was all for nothing.
The Beastman let his sunny smile fall, his expression turning neutral as he stepped back behind the Black Wolf Witch.
"You’re a Beastman from the Snow Tiger Tribe?"
The female Witch Disciple from the Lion Tribe stared at the tall, powerful Beastman Warrior, her tone tinged with frustration.
But a long moment passed without any response, leaving her in a very awkward position.
She then took two steps forward, stopping right in front of Yuan Lang. "I just asked you a question. Why didn’t you answer?"
"..."
As if she were invisible, Yuan Lang simply stood impassively beside Wu Yue, a silent, imposing mountain ridge. He... just wouldn’t speak.
To say the Lion Tribe female’s expression was dark would be an understatement.
Amused, Wu Yue poked the Beastman at her side. "The Witch Disciple from the Lion Tribe is talking to you."
Only then did Yuan Lang seem to realize the female was speaking to him. He languidly lifted his eyelids, his voice cool. "Hm?"
Just one word, and he only said it once...
The female took two deep breaths. Wu Yue watched as her heaving chest rose and fell dramatically.
"Why didn’t you say you were a Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman yesterday?"
Yuan Lang finally turned his chiseled, handsome face to look at her. After a moment, a peculiar glint appeared in his eyes.
The female proudly raised her head, as if she were a Great Witch awaiting the bows of her tribespeople.
"And you are?"
The same deep, magnetic voice. The same indifferent words. And the same, completely unexpected blow.
Wu Yue struggled to suppress the loud laugh that almost burst out of her.