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?"
