Several other male beastmen let out huge sighs of relief, their mission accomplished. "Haha, the Beast God isn't omnipotent. Just look at your grandpa—didn't he go meet the Beast God ahead of schedule? He was dead, so how could he possibly have been the Beast King?
If the Beast King hadn't hired the State Preceptor to perform a ritual, we never would have found you, the one that got away!"
"That's why our Beast King, Ling Wei, is the true chosen one! You, on the other hand, are destined to be food for the fishes. Don't worry, we'll stick around and have a meal. We'll make absolutely sure you have no chance of survival..."
After the beastmen finished speaking, Si Shuo heard a rustling sound.
They had stuffed the little fellow into a Beast Skin Bag, tied it shut, and thrown it forcefully into the river.
