"Otherwise, would you believe me based on my word alone?"
For some reason, as he spoke, the Snow Tiger Witch managed to convince himself. He truly felt as if he were looking out for his three old friends and even pouted with a sense of grievance.
"I'm looking out for you, and yet you don't believe me..."
The three witches looked at their old friend, patting him on the shoulder. "We really didn't expect you to be thinking so far ahead."
"That's right. No wonder you gave Crystal Cores to the Scorpion Tribe and the Yan Yan Tribe even though you already traded for salt. You were saving the opportunity to go trade for salt with the Sea Side Tribe."
"Tiger, you've grown up..."
The Snow Tiger Witch was speechless.
'Bullshit! I'm about to meet the Beast God, and you're talking to me like I'm one of your own cubs? I'm not taking that from you!'
'Now that my bluff has succeeded, I need to seal the deal.'
