After spending so long with the Snow Tiger Witch, who was as cunning as they come, the Half-beastman Warrior had naturally grown a bit sharper himself.
'He'd never heard of any Shuishan Tribe, but he certainly knew about the new salt. After all, they'd stolen a huge amount of that pure salt from the Black Wolf Tribe's territory not long ago.'
The Half-beastman Warrior was fast, returning in just a moment with a bamboo tube.
The Snow Tiger Witch waved his hand magnanimously. "Since you've brought it, go ahead and pour some out for everyone to see. In any case, I've never seen salt this pure before."
Hearing this, the Half-beastman Warrior readily complied. He walked to each tribe's table, opened the bamboo tube in his hand, and poured out a small amount of the pure, blue salt.
The crystalline blue salt glittered under the sunlight, sparkling like the most beautiful gemstone.
