Wu Yue shrugged. What could she say? She could only lament that the Beastmen here had peculiar tastes she couldn't appreciate.
The Beastman Warriors had returned from their hunt, and the clearing by the river was bustling with noise.
One by one, they transformed into their beast forms and crouched quietly in the river like cats, docilely letting the water wash away the blood and grime before immediately leaping out.
Their eager expressions made Wu Yue chuckle. 'They really are just big cats, aren't they?' she thought. 'Their dislike of water is etched into their very bones.'
Beside her sat a small stove made of three stacked stones. On top of it was a crude little stone pot—her reward from the last mission for selling dried bitter greens.
It could change shape and size at will, all according to her wishes.
At the moment, the stone pot looked rather plain, so crudely made it seemed like a cub had dug it up.
