The Angry Beast was so furious at this treatment, his nose was practically crooked.
'Just as I'd expect from beastmen from some backwater tribe. Hmph!'
At noon in the Snow Tiger Tribe, waves of loud sneezes echoed throughout the entire cave. The Beastman and Half beastman Warriors, all with sensitive noses, plugged their nostrils with tufts of animal fur, their eyes watering as they watched the small figure bustling before the large cooking platform.
Wu Yue was quite embarrassed. All she'd wanted to do was stir-fry some seasoning base, yet she had caused such a huge commotion.
She could only shoot apologetic looks toward the Half beastmen and Beastman Warriors huddled in the distance, forcing an awkward laugh as she sped up her work.
She ladled the stir-fried base into a large stone bowl and covered it with a wooden lid.
