Free Web NovelChapter 548: Chapter 402: Du Huo’s Plan
After the Flying Eagle Witch left, the Beastman Warriors of the Flying Eagle Tribe confined Angry Beast and his men to a cave.
Angry Beast sat leaning against the wall, staring at the cave entrance in the distance, his eyes dark with thought.
"Du Huo, are we just going to sit here quietly?"
A Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior at his side sidled up to Angry Beast and whispered.
As he spoke, his shifty eyes kept darting toward the cave entrance.
Hearing this, Angry Beast turned to look at him. "If we don’t sit here quietly, what do you want to do? Make a scene?"
He had been terrified when they were first captured, but he had already thought it through.
’If we go to the Snow Tiger Tribe by ourselves, it’ll take a lot of time. But if the Flying Eagle Tribe Beastmen take us, won’t that save a ton of time?’
’Maybe by the time we deliver our message and return to the Red Flame Plain, the witch and the others won’t even have made it back to the tribe yet.’
The beastman beside him lacked such intricate thoughts. Seeing him not the least bit worried, and even looking quite relaxed, was a little disheartening.
"Du Huo, you haven’t given up hope of surviving, have you? Even though our witch almost annihilated the Flying Eagle Tribe, everything turned out fine in the end, right?
Now that we’ve brought such important news, they probably won’t kill us, right?"
Du Huo gave the tribesman a look one might give an idiot and patted his head condescendingly. "If your brain doesn’t work well, don’t overthink things."
Beastman Warrior: "..."
’You were just insulting me, weren’t you?’
"The selection was already half over when we left, so this mission to deliver a message to the Snow Tiger Tribe is very dangerous. If we run into those people on our way back to the Red Flame Plain, what do you think will happen to us?"
The expressions of the surrounding Scorpion Tribe Beastmen turned grim, and they all began to panic inwardly.
Du Huo was right. If the Beastman Warriors from those Super Tribes found out what they were doing, it was likely that not even the witch could save them.
"Don’t be afraid. Now, with the help of the Flying Eagle Tribe’s Beastmen, we’ll get to the Snow Tiger Tribe sooner, not later.
If we’re too late..."
He narrowed his eyes. "If we’re too late, we’ll just stay in the Snow Tiger Tribe. It’s not like we haven’t lived there before."
"Du Huo, is that really a good idea? We’re Beastmen of the Scorpion Tribe, after all."
"Dough drops..."
"SLURP..."
"Grilled flatbread..."
"SLURP..."
"Stir-fried meat slices..."
"SLURP SLURP..."
The sound of slurping filled the cave, loud and clear. The corner of Du Huo’s mouth twitched. "Your drool is going to flood this entire cave."
The surrounding Beastmen chuckled sheepishly, wiping the corners of their mouths. "Well, it’s been a long time since we’ve eaten any of that."
"Exactly! When I got back to the tribe, I proudly told everyone that Sharp-toothed Fish and Iron Claw Worms were edible. In the end, those clueless fools just beat me to a pulp. My Amu almost didn’t recognize me when I got home."
"Me too! Not only will they not eat it, but they’ll beat me up if I try to eat it in secret."
"The last time I snuck a bite of Sharp-toothed Fish, the captain shoved a Beast Skin foot wrap in my mouth."
As he finished speaking, his cheeks twitched violently. The smell was truly unforgettable.
It had almost sent him to meet the Beast God.
As Du Huo listened to his tribesmen chattering away, he suddenly found himself missing his days in the Snow Tiger Tribe. The relationship between the Four Great Tribes of the Polar Forest was harmonious, without so much conflict.
It was unlike their Red Flame Plain, where any tribe that showed the slightest sign of trouble had to be on guard against attack.
"Besides, the females of the Snow Tiger Tribe look way more pleasant than the females of our tribe."
"Totally. Their hair isn’t as frizzy, and they don’t have that awful smell."
"And their chests and butts are so plump..."
"Heh heh..."
Du Huo’s face darkened as he watched his tribesmen in the corner discussing such lewd topics.
’Damn it, one minute they were reminiscing about the good old days, and the next they’ve gone completely off-topic. These guys are so hopeless.’
But even as he thought this, his highly pricked ears twitched, taking in every single word his tribesmen said.
He even nodded in agreement as he listened, a very lewd grin appearing on his face from time to time.
In a corner outside the cave, the Flying Eagle Tribe Leader’s face was dark as he looked at his witch, whose own expression was just as grim.
The first part of the conversation had been relatively normal, but it had seriously gone off-topic later on.
"Clan Leader, are the females of the Snow Tiger Tribe really that amazing?"
