Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Meng Tai touched his ear: "What did you say? Or do you not want to speak?"

Pretending to understand, Meng Tai turned around and returned with a soaked piece of cotton. He approached Namila: "Will you speak?"

The fierceness in Namila’s eyes behind the cotton cloth was quite chilling. Looking at Meng Tai, she seemed like she was ready to eat him. Meng Tai chuckled lightly and lifted his arm to apply the second piece of cotton cloth onto her.

Now, Namila finally understood what the water-soaked cotton was for. The intense feeling of suffocation signaled the onset of death, and she began to struggle violently: "Umm, umm, umm!"

She couldn’t even make a muffled sound now, only being able to let out a few "umms" from her throat.

Meng Tai extended his hands to immobilize her head as it swung from side to side: "Will you speak? If you will, nod your head. I will help you remove it. It must be uncomfortable."

Terrified by this, Namila hurriedly nodded her head: "Umm, umm, umm!"

Watching from not too far away, Ya Li disdainfully curled his lips at Namila, who was on the brink of giving in: "Such a weak female."

Quite satisfied, Meng Tai gently lifted one layer of the cotton cloth and placed it on his arm. He then leisurely removed the last piece of cloth, looked at the struggling, breathless Namila: "Speak, why are you all staying here?"

Namila looked at the male in front of her, remembering all the males she had met before who had been completely subservient to her. She couldn’t accept this and started crying loudly. She was tied up so she couldn’t even wipe away the streams of tears and mucus that covered her face, making her look both pitiful and... disgusting.

Looking at the wailing Namila, Meng Tai’s patience gradually wore thin. He reached for the pieces of cotton he had previously applied: "I might as well put this back on you since you apparently don’t want to talk."

Seeing the wet, strange Beast Skin moving towards her again, Namila, regardless of the mixture of tears and mucus flowing into her open mouth, cried out: "I’ll talk! I’ll talk! My father instructed us to stay there, routinely send Pangolin Orcs to check if all of your tribe’s orcs had died. When the Stinger Bugs were laying eggs in your corpses, the Pangolin Orcs would burn you all. That’s it, there really is nothing else."

"Wow~ that’s really vicious. Didn’t see that in Nakula, actually worse than Bertel." A member of the Guard Team remarked.

Ya Li and the other orcs were in agreement, nodding their heads.

Meng Tai’s eyes turned cold, looking at the pitiful female in front of him: "Then you stay here. Don’t let me hear your voice. Every time I do, I’ll put on a layer."

Then, under Namila’s terrified gaze, he walked towards the bonfire.

"During the trade meeting, your two tribes seemed to get along well. I didn’t think Nakula would actually attempt to annihilate all the orcs of your tribe. Did you offend them?" Ya Li handed Meng Tai a piece of roasted meat.

Meng Tai shook his head: "After the trade meeting, we returned together. You know, it was only a few days ago they came over proposing my betrothal to Namila. We rejected them, but it’s not like we committed a crime against the entire tribe."

"Nakula’s initial purpose of coming to your tribe wasn’t for Namila’s betrothal." The voice of Ji Nuan suddenly echoed through the camp.