Wu Yue channeled her witch power to help heal the young cub's internal injuries. She glanced at Qingcao beside her. "Is that Shui outside?"
Qingcao nodded. "Yes, the injured cub is Shui's child. Shui was trading food for salt, but then some Beastman from the Yan Yan Tribe came over and said their witch wanted some tasty food.
They only offered a tiny amount of salt but wanted to take Shui's food.
The little boy came out with a bamboo canister to collect the salt and bumped into a Yan Yan Tribe Beastman Warrior's leg. That Beastman Warrior claimed the boy had offended them and proceeded to kick and beat him.
Chang Ye was injured protecting the young cub.
If our tribe's Beastman Warriors hadn't arrived when they did, the little boy would probably be dead."
Wu Yue glanced at the cub on the bed. He had stopped spitting up blood, but his face was still deathly pale, and rage surged within her.
