"Yue, I dug it out!"
It was such a large ginseng, and he couldn't damage its rootlets. Even for a powerful Beastman Warrior, the effort left him a little breathless.
But...
'Yuanlang Warrior, using such a precious ginseng as a walking stick—aren't you being a little too extravagant?'
He tossed the ginseng in his hand to Wu Yue. "Put it in that space of yours. It'll be too conspicuous to carry it back like this."
Wu Yue nodded and, with a wave of her hand, stored the ginseng away.
"I've dug up most of what I need. The females can gather the rest and bring it back on future trips."
Hearing this, Yuan Lang nodded, scooped Wu Yue up in his long arms, and ran toward the tribe.
It was already noon by the time the two returned to the tribe. After transplanting the herbs, wild vegetables, and spices from her back basket into her small garden, Wu Yue hadn't even had a chance to wash her hands when the shouts of Beastman Warriors came from outside the courtyard.
