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Chapter 292: Chapter 293: Really pissed off the Weasel
When Ma Li heard the voice, he turned around.
As expected, Bai Zheng was looking at him with a dissatisfied expression.
Ma Li: ...
The weasel is so pissed!
He feels like his hair is standing on end from anger! How can Fengyi be such a good pretender!
He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly realized he had no idea what to say.
Bai Zheng didn’t like him to begin with. If it weren’t for the fact that he was the only one who knew the whereabouts of the Winged Tiger Tribe, he feared that he would have ended up like his tribesmen.
Thinking of this, Ma Li’s eyes darkened.
As long as Bai Zheng still needs him, he will not be abandoned.
Fengyin sneered at Ma Li and said in a grievance tone, "Young Master, it seems Priest Ma Li has some misunderstanding about me, I want to clear things up with him."
Bai Zheng seemed a bit impatient, and irritably ran his fingers through his hair. "What’s there to explain? If he wants to misunderstand, let him. With me backing you, are you still afraid of him?"
Only then did Fengyin resignedly follow Bai Zheng and leave.
Ma Li stood in place for a while, and then also started walking towards the city, this time without any beast soldiers hindering him.
Just because he had displeased Bai Zheng, Bai Zheng deliberately taught him a lesson, and it was only after nightfall that Bai Zheng ordered the beast soldiers to take him to his dwelling and gave him some food.
Lying on the stone bed, looking at the roof covered with plants and thinking about the roast meat he had for dinner, Ma Li felt this was the life he wanted!
He must try his best! Even if he isn’t liked, he will strive to stay by Bai Zheng’s side....
......
On the other hand.
Bai Zheng was under a bright torch, holding a writing brush, sketching something on a piece of beast skin.
Back in the wilderness, he had been forced to swear to the Beast God that he wouldn’t reveal anything about his experiences in the wilderness, which was why he was able to leave peacefully.
But the chief and the priestess of the Winged Tiger Tribe would never have imagined that their kingdom has written language. He couldn’t speak, but he could write!
After a while, Bai Zheng put down the writing brush, picked up the beast skin and examined it carefully, a cruel smile hanging on his lips.
The curtain of the wooden house lifted, and Fengyin came in with some roast meat.
"Hungry, aren’t you? Have some roast meat. I personally grilled it, the taste should be pretty good."
Bai Zheng put down the beast skin and looked at Fengyin strangely. "Aren’t you a Beastman from the Zhaoying Tribe? Keli said that the Zhaoying Tribe’s Beastmen are all temporarily living in Upper Beast City, don’t you want to go back and check?"
The smile on Fengyin’s face froze a little, "Young Master, are you trying to get rid of me?"
Bai Zheng: "I never said that."
Fengyin sighed. "What am I going back to the Zhaoying Tribe for? No one there likes me, and my parents have already passed away... If Young Master doesn’t want me to follow, then I..."
Bai Zheng frowned. "What are you talking about? You saved me and helped me so much, how could I possibly abandon you?! If you don’t wish to return, then stay with me. I won’t mistreat you!"
Fengyin was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed!
"Thank you, Young Master!"
Bai Zheng nodded slightly; his eyes fell on Fengyin’s arm. "How’s your injury? Do you need the doctor to check on it again?"
Fengyin moved his arm a bit and smiled lightly. "No need, it’s already healed, thank you, Young Master!"
After so many days, the powerful physical function of the Beastmen allowed the broken arm to heal quickly. However, due to the lack of proper treatment, the arm had grown back a bit twisted and didn’t look so natural.
