The Snow Tiger Witch and the Snow Tiger Tribe Leader stood there with a group of their tribesmen, a heavy silence hanging over the courtyard.
"You're not even staying a single night before you leave?"
The aged voice of the Snow Tiger Witch held a plaintive note.
Wu Yue rubbed her nose. "Well, I figured the sooner I go, the sooner I can come back."
'So much for my plan to sneak away.' Could she really admit that she just couldn't stand these kinds of farewells?
"Wuyue, let me go with you! How can you travel through the forest all by yourself?"
The speaker was a Beastman Warrior—the only one besides Yuan Lang who had ever carried her. His eyes were filled with concern.
Wu Yue gave a little cough and turned toward the courtyard gate as it opened with a CREAK.
The others turned at the sound to see the Flying Eagle Witch walking in with several Flying Eagle Tribe Beastman Warriors. "We'll escort Wuyue to the edge of the deep forest," she announced.
