The two of them exchanged a glance, the malicious intent in their eyes couldn't have been more obvious. Watching them from the side, the System grumbled inwardly, 'A match made in heaven.'
The next day, before the Yan Yan Tribe left, they kept only a small amount of salt for their own use. The rest was all given to Shui as compensation for harming the young cub.
But even so, the Yan Yan's Tribe Witch and her Beastman Warriors could still feel the Snow Tiger Tribe's hostility.
They could only leave with their tails between their legs. Having coveted Yuan Lang for so long, the Yan Yan's Tribe Witch asked him one last time before departing if he was willing to leave with her.
But he coldly refused her yet again.
The Yan Yan's Tribe Witch said nothing more, but the look she gave Yuan Lang as she departed made it clear to everyone that she would not give up so easily.
"I hope to see you again at the next tribal gathering."
