The Yan Yan's Tribe Witch's face darkened instantly. She struggled to force a smile, but couldn't manage one. In a huff, she led her tribespeople away.
Wu Yue waved them off with a beaming smile, then turned to the surrounding crowd. "There's still some left. Does anyone want to trade?"
The crowd first stared at the aromatic food in the pot and gulped. Then they glanced back at Wu Yue without a word, simply sniffing the air with all their might.
'Damn it, we can't afford to trade for it. But just smelling it has to be free, right?'
Seeing their silence, Wu Yue knew they had likely been scared off by her previous asking price. But she wasn't in a hurry. 'Even if no one else trades for it, I can just take it back and eat it myself.'
Just then, a Pure Human male with vines wrapped around his waist stepped forward. Wu Yue took one look and saw, to her surprise, that it was Tribe Leader Tutou.
