When the freshly groomed Beastman Warriors put on the sharp new clothes, the members of the Super Tribe standing before the cave were filled with envy. Even Yuan Lang and his men couldn't help but stroke the comfortable clothes on their bodies, utterly delighted.
Their gazes landed on Wu Yue, now burning with even more intensity.
Wu Yue packed up two Beast Skin cushions. As she gazed at the row of tall, handsome Beastman Warriors before her, she found the sight quite pleasing, and her mood soared.
But in the next moment, the thought of her system panel—where her points had dwindled to a mere three-digit number—made even breathing feel painful.
'Showing off is so hard...'
The Healing Witch kept his gaze lowered, only daring to exhale in relief when he saw the expression on Wu Yue's face soften. He then led the Beastman Warriors beside him over to her group.
"Lord Witch."
His voice was tinged with deference and awe, completely devoid of its earlier arrogance and insolence.
