The Black Wolf Witch simply couldn't stand the sight of a little female, a brand-new Witch Disciple, acting more impressive than him. He just wanted to teach her a lesson.
However, to have him, the witch of a Great Tribe, actually get into a petty squabble with a young female... he couldn't bring himself to do that.
But…
"With such poor training aptitude, you shouldn't even bother learning healing methods. Just go back and focus on your meditation."
With that, he shot her a cold glance and left.
He took a few steps, then turned back, an angry expression on his face as he looked at them.
The female and the Lion Tribe Beastmen froze. 'What is it now? We didn't do anything!'
"What are you all standing around for? Are you waiting to get knocked over?"
With that, he snorted coldly and left.
Only then did the Black Wolf Tribe Leader squeeze out of the thatched hut, his face a mask of solemnity. Before leaving, he didn't forget to offer a piece of earnest advice. "Rest well."
