Chapter 355: Chapter 356: This Silly Bear
Wen Jue narrowed his eyes, clenched his claws, fully prepared for a big fight.
Xionger looked at Wen Jue with a restrained face and blushed saying, "What a coincidence, Chief, you came to take a dump yourself?"
As Xionger spoke, Wen Jue had already conjured a small hammer from behind him, and with a ’duang’ sound, struck the back of his head.
Wen Jue’s original intention was to knock Xionger out so that he wouldn’t be a threat, but to his surprise, after being hammered, Xionger was still standing there just fine.
Wen Jue: "..."
He began to doubt himself deeply; had his superpower regressed?
The force of his hammering just now was enough to knock out a strong beastman.
Xionger, somewhat incredulously, rubbed the back of his head, and suddenly turned around to look at his back, "Who! Who hit me!"
"..."
There was nothing but trees and grass, not even a single strand of beast-fur.
Xionger pressed down on the slight bulge on the back of his head. The pain told him that what had just happened was not a hallucination.
Xionger, with a bewildered face, looked at Wen Jue, "Chief, who just hit me? Did you see it? My head hurts so much!"
Wen Jue: "...No..."
Was this Beastman’s eyesight not good?
Did he call him the chief?
Did their chief boast the same level of handsome looks, strength, and might as him?
Xionger, with a wronged expression, rubbed his aching head, "I’m so pitiful, why does my head always get hurt? I’m going to find Liu Ye and ask her to roast some meat for me!"
Xionger strolled past Wen Jue casually.
Wen Jue even stepped aside to make way for him, but the faint smell was a bit unbearable...
Xionger stopped halfway, suddenly turned back, "Oh, chief, when I got here, I think I saw Huang Yuan looking for you, saying he wanted to discuss building houses."
Wen Jue replied coldly, "Hmm, I know."
Xionger took two more steps forward, then turned back, "I’ll wait for you to go over together. Liu Ye is also over there."
After saying this, he looked earnestly at Wen Jue. It seemed like his look was saying ’you go ahead and have your dump, don’t mind me’.
Wen Jue: "... All right..."
Xionger found it strange, "Chief, are you not going to take a dump?"
Wen Jue felt a bit lightheaded, and his claws were almost itching to hit something.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the urge to give Xionger a beating and said, "No, let’s go."
"Oh, okay." Xionger scratched his head in a silly way, accidentally bumped the rising bump, and grimaced in pain.
Upon leaving the jungle, Wen Jue casually walked along the valley, alongside Xionger.
At first, he thought this was a cunning scheme of Xionger, planning to low his guard and then lead him into a crowded place for an ambush.
However, not as he expected. Along the way, he didn’t feel any deliberate stares from other beastmen, which meant that the chief in their mouth bore a striking resemblance to himself.
Wen Jue grew increasingly curious about what the chief of the Winged Tiger Tribe looked like? How could his tribesmen confuse the two of them?
As they walked along, a tall building came into view.
The old-fashioned and majestic blue stone brick house, paired with the pale beige clay tile roof, left a strong impression with the striking contrast.
Wen Jue’s gaze sharpened, he suddenly saw the beastman who was patrolling outside the valley earlier. He was now standing boldly underneath the house, chit-chatting with a young female beastman; even the escaped beastman was standing there.