With that, she took off running.
Wu Yue, anwhile, slowly nibbled on the egg in her hand and let out a couple of cold huffs!
’That bitch dared to give a death glare. I’ll make you see how vicious rumors can be!’
After finishing her food, Wu Yue slung her ’forgiveness-green’ backpack over her shoulder, cradled Blue Fatty in her arms, and headed for the trading ground.
"Are you also a Witch Disciple?"
Just as she arrived at the trading ground, a gentle female voice sounded beside her. Wu Yue turned to look and saw it was the witch who had shot her a death glare at the feast yesterday.
"Who are you?" Wu Yue’s voice was frigid. She had no interest in getting to know a female with such sinister intentions.
’Last night, she was full of malice toward , yet today she’s putting on this sweet and gentle act.’
’Is this a palace intrigue drama or sothing?’
The female’s expression stiffened, but she quickly plastered on a gentle smile again. "I am the witch of the Yan Yan Tribe."
Wu Yue gave a cool nod. "Ah, a witch. So, a Witch Disciple?"
The female’s face stiffened again. "Ye... Yes."
Wu Yue could even hear the GRINDING of her teeth.
Wu Yue muttered with a chuckle, just loud enough for those nearby to hear, "A Witch Disciple is a Witch Disciple. No need to call yourself a ’witch’ as if it’s sothing special."
After muttering to herself, she continued in a flat voice, "Did you need sothing from ?"
’I just got to this trading ground and you found instantly. Don’t tell you weren’t waiting here to ambush ; I wouldn’t believe it for a second.’
’Bitch!’
Wu Yue’s condescending attitude thoroughly infuriated the witch, who cursed her as a bitch in her mind.
But rembering her goal, she did her best to suppress her anger and put on a graceful smile once more. "The houses in your tribe are truly beautiful. I’d love to see them from the inside. Would you mind taking ?"
’Oh-ho~’
Wu Yue sneered inwardly. ’Does this woman take for an idiot? She has three brutes with her who look like they could kill an ox with a single punch, and I’m all by myself. And she wants to take her for a tour?’
’Your murderous intent yesterday couldn’t have been more obvious. I’d have to have holes in my brain to agree to give you a tour.’
"I’m very busy; I don’t have ti. Besides, our tribespeople don’t allow outsiders they dislike into their hos."
But sotis, a slap in the face cos when you least expect it...
"So, what do you think? Aren’t our tribe’s houses much nicer than the stone houses in those so-called Great Tribes?!
Let tell you, these were all built thanks to ideas from our Lord Wuyue."
The words about not allowing outsiders inside had barely left Wu Yue’s lips when Teng Qian erged from a nearby tribesman’s ho with two mbers of the Black Wolf Tribe, boasting as he walked.
The tribesman standing in the doorway even waved enthusiastically. "Co back anyti!"
Seeing the tribesman’s eager expression as he clutched a Beast Skin, Wu Yue fought the urge to march over and hang a "Spring Breeze House" sign on his door.
’Damn it! I just said we don’t welco people inside, and there you are, acting as enthusiastic as a brothel madam.’
She turned, sowhat awkwardly, to look at that Shun Yuan-like witch...
As expected, the woman and the Beastman Warriors behind her were giving her strange looks.
"It seems that tribesman of yours is quite happy to let outsiders see his house."
Wu Yue gave a dry laugh. "He’s got a problem with his brain. It hasn’t been treated yet."
Hearing Wu Yue’s excuse, which was so flimsy not even a dog would believe it, the witch could no longer maintain her smile. "Are you saying you don’t welco us?"
Wu Yue smiled faintly. "Of course I welco you. I welco you to participate in the trade et, but I don’t welco you wandering around our tribe."
The smile vanished completely from the witch’s face. "What is your relationship with Yuan Lang?"
’Yuan Lang?’
Wu Yue’s eyes narrowed instantly. ’So this female really is interested in Yuan Lang? It’s only been one night, and she already knows his na.’
For so reason, the thought made her very uncomfortable.
"Host, I was right! Handso, upstanding Beastman Warriors like Yuan Lang are especially popular with the Shun Yuan!"
The System said indignantly, pumping its little fists from inside her shoulder bag.
"Why aren’t you going in?" The standoff between the two Witch Disciples was broken by a deep Beastman voice.
Hearing that familiar voice, Wu Yue heaved a deep sigh. ’Yuanlang Warrior,’ she thought, ’speak of the devil...’
Suddenly finding himself the target of the young female’s sowhat resentful gaze, Yuan Lang’s heart skipped a beat, and a tingling sensation spread through him. A smile blood on his face. "What’s wrong?"
Looking at the smile on the Beastman’s face, Wu Yue sighed. ’Good looks really are a magnet for trouble.’
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