Surviving in the Beast World with a System

Chapter 235: A Tuft of Tiger Fur

Thinking of that snooty female, Wu Yue just gave a faint curl of her lip.

However, just as the beastmen of the Snow Tiger Tribe were eating around the fire, a group from the Lion Tribe arrived at their thatched hut, dragging the Black Wolf Tribe Leader along with them.

The female who had supposedly been badly stung now had her head wrapped in a piece of beast skin, revealing only a pair of baleful eyes.

Yuan Qi tossed the bone in his hand into his mouth, chewing it to bits with a loud CRUNCH before swallowing. As he chewed, his sharp eyes remained fixed on the beastmen from the Lion Tribe.

The roaring aggression the beastmen had been building up seemed to wither under his gaze, as if it wasn’t a bone he had just crushed and swallowed, but them.

A flicker of fear appeared in the female Witch Disciple’s baleful eyes, and she shuffled behind one of her tribe’s Beastman Warriors.

"Is there a problem?"

Yuan Qi’s gaze was chillingly terrifying, and his voice carried a coldness that could make one’s skin crawl.

The Lion Tribe Beastman Warriors looked at each other, until finally, a slightly older one stepped forward. "Sir, one of your Snow Tiger Tribe’s Beastman Warriors released Stinging Tail Bees in our Witch Disciple’s hut. Our Witch Disciple is severely injured.

Please hand that beastman over. Harming a Witch Disciple is a crime that must be punished."

Wu Yue’s brow furrowed instantly. She turned to look at Yuan Lang beside her; he was the only one who had argued with that female yesterday.

She quietly sidled up to him and whispered, "Was it you?"

A hint of a smile flashed in Yuan Lang’s eyes. "It wasn’t me."

His expression was perfectly frank, without the slightest hint of guilt.

Wu Yue raised an eyebrow. If it wasn’t Yuan Lang, she was sure no one else from the Snow Tiger Tribe would have done it.

Feeling confident in her tribe’s innocence, she stood up and faced the Lion Tribe Beastman Warrior who had spoken. "You claim a beastman from our tribe did this? Who are you accusing?"

Hearing this, the Lion Tribe’s Witch Disciple fixed her sullen eyes on Yuan Lang. "It was that beastman right next to you!"

Wu Yue sneered. "And your proof?"

The female snarled, "What proof do I need? Didn’t you see how he treated me yesterday?"

Wu Yue picked at her ear. "I saw. And what does that prove? Just because he ignored you, you’re accusing him of putting Stinging Tail Bees in your hut?"

The female’s sullen eyes snapped toward Wu Yue. "What, are you calling me a liar?"

Wu Yue chuckled. "Unless you personally saw him place the Stinging Tail Bees in your hut, the Snow Tiger Tribe will not accept this accusation of harming a Witch Disciple."

She delivered her last sentence with resounding force. The surrounding Snow Tiger Tribe beastmen all rose to their feet, their gleaming eyes fixed on the Lion Tribe, and the atmosphere instantly froze.

Seeing this, the Black Wolf Tribe Leader’s heart seized.

’Oh, crap!’

’Don’t you dare start a fight on my Black Wolf Tribe’s territory.’

"Now, now, let’s all talk this through calmly. No need to ruin our good relationship!"

The female from the Lion Tribe struggled to rush forward, but the warrior who had spoken earlier grabbed her arm.

He reached into his beast skin skirt and pulled out a tuft of snow-white fur. "What about this?"

The Snow Tiger Tribe’s Beastman Warriors looked at the tuft of fur in surprise.

’What was there to say? Of course they recognized the fur of their own kind. They weren’t blind!’

’Besides, the strong scent of a Snow Tiger Beastman on that tuft of fur was undeniable.’