Chapter 608 - 422: The Yan Yan Witch’s Hatred
The beastman captain glanced back, a hint of surprise in his voice. "Is everyone in your tribe’s hair pure white?"
His voice wasn’t loud, but because they weren’t far from the cave, every member of the Super Tribe sitting outside heard him.
"Pure white hair. They must be Snow Tiger or Snow Wolf Beastmen."
A Beastman Warrior from the Super Tribe commented.
They had Snow Leopards in their own mountain range, and their fur was also pure white. Moreover, the Beastman Warriors of the Snow Leopard Tribe were all very handsome.
This made the beastmen curious. They wondered if the Beastman Warriors from this tribe were as handsome as those from the Snow Leopard Tribe.
While the Super Tribe’s Beastman Warriors were focused on appearances, the Yan Yan Witch, who was curled up in the arms of her own Beastman Warrior, suddenly went rigid. Her gaze, filled with hatred, instantly locked onto the Beastman Warriors washing by the river.
’Pure white hair... In the Polar Forest, who else could have pure white hair besides the Beastmen of the Snow Tiger Tribe?’
’I can’t believe it. They almost got away!’
The thought that the enemies who had injured her, cost her her voice, and broken her leg were just a short distance away made her blood boil.
Propping herself up, she climbed out of the Beastman Warrior’s arms. Her expression was one of morbid excitement, and her limbs trembled with agitation.
"Lord Witch."
The Yan Yan Witch had been quiet and docile ever since they entered the deep forest, rarely speaking. If not for the fact that she was the only female in the group, the others might have forgotten she was even there.
But today, she had suddenly approached them.
The Wizards all looked at her in surprise.
The Worm Witch, who was closer to her, glanced up despite his foul mood. "What is it?"
The Yan Yan Witch spoke in a sinister tone, "Those Beastmen must be the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warriors, one of the Four Great Tribes of the Extreme Cold Forest.
"In the Extreme Cold Forest, only the Beastmen of the Snow Tiger Tribe have pure white hair."
The Yan Yan Witch’s words were like a boulder dropped into a calm lake.
The Wizards all looked up at her in unison. The Healing Witch’s expression turned grim. "Are you certain?"
The Yan Yan Witch sneered and nodded. "It’s a good thing you made them wash off the mud. Otherwise, we might have been fooled.
"When they return, I’ll be able to recognize them as soon as I see their faces."
She narrowed her eyes. "Speaking of which, the voice of the Beastman who spoke to you just now... it sounded a lot like the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman named Yuan Lang, the one who led the ambush against me."
The Healing Witch stood up and addressed the surrounding Beastman Warriors. "When those Beastmen approach, surround them. Be careful not to be seen. We’ll wait until the witch has taken a look before we do anything."
His eyes darkened, and his gaze toward the Beastmen by the creek grew profound.
"If these Beastmen are members of the Snow Tiger Tribe, then that Huaxia Witch..."
’Although they hadn’t spent much time together, the Yan Yan Witch knew the Lord Witch’s temperament well. If she was wrong about this, the consequences would be severe.’
’Especially since this involved another Super Tribe and an extremely powerful Wizard.’
’The Snow Tiger Tribe only has one witch, that bitch named Wu Yue.’
’But...’ She sneered inwardly. ’That bitch doesn’t possess the power of the Huaxia Witch they’re looking for.’
Although she believed the Huaxia Witch wasn’t Wu Yue, she couldn’t say so directly.
"Perhaps these Beastmen are lying," she said. "After all, the Huaxia Witch never came out of the deep forest, so they can say whatever they please."
The Healing Witch grunted in acknowledgment but said nothing more.
The Yan Yan Witch fell silent as well, standing off to the side with a demure and obedient expression.
Although Yuan Lang was focused on washing the mud from his two unconscious tribe members, he kept a close watch on the activity in front of the cave out of the corner of his eye.
A bad feeling washed over him the moment he saw the Yan Yan Witch approach the Wizards.
That feeling solidified into certainty when he felt the almost tangible malice radiating from her.
’We’ve been recognized.’
’The chances of escaping now aren’t great, but there’s still a small window of opportunity.’
But... He glanced down at his two unconscious tribe members.
’As long as there’s any hope of survival, we have to try.’
"We’re finished."
The group carried the two unconscious Beastman Warriors and headed toward the cave.
As they drew near, the Yan Yan Witch’s gaze fell upon the now-clean faces of the two unconscious Beastman Warriors.
A savage grin spread across her face. "It really is you... the Beastmen of the Snow Tiger Tribe."