As he spoke, he puffed out his chest proudly, looking extremely pleased with himself.
Wu Yue was speechless. 'You ditched your good buddies to eat alone, and you have the nerve to be smug about it?'
The Snow Tiger Witch was naturally unaware of Wu Yue's inner thoughts. He waved his hand, signaling the two Half beastman Warriors to place the baskets they were carrying on the ground. "These are the dirt clods allocated to me. I don't know how to cook them, so it's perfect. You can make them into something delicious, and we can eat together."
The thick-skinned Snow Tiger Witch beamed at Wu Yue, looking at her as if to say it was all perfectly fair—he was providing the food, and she was providing the labor.
Well, potatoes weren't hard to make into a delicious meal. Besides, Wu Yue had an idea of her own, so she naturally agreed to the Snow Tiger Witch's proposal.
