They'd been busy inside digging potatoes for a while, and now the last rays of sunset had all but faded, yet Zhu Xiu still hadn't returned.
Xin Feng's expression turned grave.
For the past few days, Zhu Xiu had been hunting alone. Worried about everyone at home, he always made sure to rush back before sunset.
But today, it was almost completely dark, and he still hadn't returned.
"I'm going to the tribe entrance to check. Yan Lie, you look after Wanwan."
Xin Feng dropped his basket and was just about to turn and leave.
Shi Hua squeezed her way out of the crowd of beastmen in the plaza and hurried over, her face fraught with anxiety. "I heard there are a lot of Foreign Beastmen outside the tribe attacking the males! Mu Feng isn't back yet. What about Zhu Xiu? Has he returned?"
'This must be the Bear Clan's revenge,' Bai Wanwan guessed. 'I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.'
Her voice was tight. "He's not back yet."
