Lin Feng didn't look at them again, nor did he pay attention to their frozen expressions after his words. He simply continued to examine the damage to the steel spear.

It was as if the thrilling battle just now, and their life and death, were nothing more than a trivial matter.

He pulled out the steel spear that was deeply embedded in the saber-toothed tiger's neck, rubbed the spearhead against the beast's fur, removing some of the bloodstains and revealing the sinister metallic luster beneath.

Then he began to examine the huge saber-toothed tiger carcass with focused eyes, like a butcher scrutinizing his prey, calculating how to carve it up to maximize his profit.

The women in the tree were trembling, not from the cold, but from a fear and humiliation that seeped into their very bones.

Lin Feng's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over the hearts of the six women, instantly extinguishing the flames of hope that had just risen within them, leaving only icy despair and a chilling cold.

They froze on the tree, their expressions frozen, a complexion of emotions shifting from ecstasy to astonishment, then to shame and fear, turning their faces deathly pale.

Qian Xiaoxiao was the first to be unable to bear this huge gap and humiliation.

She pointed at Lin Feng, her lips trembling, but she couldn't utter a single word due to extreme anger and fear.

She never imagined that anyone would be so indifferent to their lives and deaths, and so trample on their dignity.

In their original world, they were the center of attention, and had never suffered such cold treatment and humiliation.

Su Wanqing's tears welled up again, but this time, they were not tears of joy from surviving a disaster, but tears mixed with grievances, resentment, and a deep sense of powerlessness.

She looked at Lin Feng's cold, hard profile. He was intently examining the corpse of the saber-toothed tiger, as if they, these living people, were truly less valuable than a dead beast.

Qin Lan took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She knew that Lin Feng's coldness was not without reason. From their first encounter, their attitude towards him was full of wariness, disdain, and even hostility.

Now that they are in trouble and need help, it is already a luxury to expect the other party to forgive them, let alone to show them great mercy.

However, this blatant disregard still chilled her to the bone.

She gritted her teeth and whispered, "We...we'll figure out how to get down here ourselves."

However, the saber-toothed tiger carcass under the tree still emitted a strong smell of blood, and who knows if other ferocious beasts might be attracted to the area.

Moreover, they had been so panicked while climbing the tree that they didn't know where to go, so getting down safely wouldn't be easy for them. Several of them had scrapes and sprains.

Lin Feng ignored their predicament and inner turmoil.

He walked to the saber-toothed tiger's head and carefully examined its two enormous fangs.

These fangs are extremely valuable, whether used as weapons or tools.

He used the dragon-slaying sword to probe the base of the fangs and found that they were unusually tightly connected to the skull.

"Tsk, this is really good stuff."

Lin Feng muttered to himself, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Then he began to consider what to do with the enormous carcass. Such a large saber-toothed tiger would have a considerable amount of meat, enough to feed him for a long time. Its fur was also intact and thick; after tanning, it would be excellent material for clothing, bedding, or other uses.

Wangcai wagged its tail, sniffing around the saber-toothed tiger's carcass, occasionally licking the blood seeping from the ground and letting out a satisfied whimper.

Its bite just now was quite forceful, and it's now waiting for its owner's reward.

The phantom leaped down from Lin Feng's shoulder and landed gracefully on the saber-toothed tiger's carcass. It was very curious about the beast, stroking the tiger's fur with its small paws, its crimson eyes scanning the carcass as if searching for something.

The women in the trees watched Lin Feng handle his spoils as if no one else was around, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Their situation was extremely awkward; they were caught between a rock and a hard place.

Lin Feng's indifference was like an invisible wall, separating them from the only chance for survival.

"He...he really doesn't care about us anymore?"

Ruan Mengtian's voice was trembling with sobs, barely audible. Her once magnificent clothes, now unrecognizable, were stained with mud and blood. Her hair was disheveled, and her makeup was a mess. There was no trace of her former "ceiling of pure and innocent beauty."

Tang Bao clung tightly to the tree branch. She wanted to plead again, but Lin Feng's cold gaze made her swallow all her words.

For the first time, she realized how utterly ineffective and powerless acting cute and charming could be in the face of absolute strength and ruthlessness.

Time ticked by, and the stench of blood in the forest grew stronger. The women in the trees grew increasingly uneasy, and they began to whisper among themselves about how to save themselves.

"Can we...can we climb up to the shorter tree over there by following these branches?" Shen Jiaqi asked, pointing to a relatively short but leafy tree not far away.

"It's too far, and there's no connecting point in between. If you jump across, you'll definitely fall to your death."

Qin Lan immediately rejected the suggestion, trying her best to remain rational and analyze the current situation.

Just as they were in despair, Lin Feng suddenly spoke, still in that indifferent tone: "How long do you plan to stay in the tree? Are you waiting for other things to come out and forage for food after dark?"

These words sent a chill down the women's spines. They knew Lin Feng was right. The nights in this forest were definitely more dangerous than the days.

"Then...then you..." Su Wanqing mustered her courage and was about to ask him if he could help, even if it was just to keep watch under the tree and let them come down safely.

Lin Feng seemed not to hear her words. He took a small bag made of animal hide from his waist, took out a few pieces of hard jerky from it, and threw it to Wangcai.

Then, he walked to the saber-toothed tiger's hind legs and began to carve them apart with his dragon-slaying blade. His movements were skillful and precise; with each strike, he accurately avoided the bones and peeled away large chunks of muscle.

He seemed to be merely offering a reminder, without any intention of actually helping them.

Qin Lan gritted her teeth and said to the other women, "Let's figure it out ourselves, be careful, and move down slowly. I'll be at the bottom, and if anyone slips, I'll try my best to catch them."

Although she was also afraid, as one of the more experienced and capable leaders among the group of women, she knew she couldn't panic at this moment.

Under Qin Lan's direction, the women began to carefully climb down the tree.

They chose a relatively gentle path with many branches.

Even so, it was still incredibly difficult for these women who were used to being pampered and had never done any heavy work. Their hands ached from being rubbed raw by the rough tree bark, and their legs trembled constantly from fear and tension.

"Ah!" Ruan Mengtian slipped and screamed, almost falling off the tree. Fortunately, Su Wanqing below caught her arm in time.

Lin Feng remained focused on butchering the saber-toothed tiger, oblivious to the perilous scene unfolding before them, as if they were just a few insignificant female monkeys frolicking in the trees.

This complete disregard is more humiliating and despairing than direct rebuke.

Finally, after several close calls, the six women managed to climb down the tree safely.

They collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their clothes covered in mud and leaves, looking utterly disheveled. Several of them couldn't help but sob quietly.

Lin Feng had already cut off a large piece of saber-toothed tiger leg meat. He tied it up with the "tough vine" rope he had brought and slung it over his shoulder.

Then, he glanced at the several women slumped on the ground, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer; the smell of blood will only bring more trouble. You'd better watch yourselves."

After saying that, he shouldered the heavy piece of tiger meat, called out to Wangcai and Meiying, and then turned and walked towards his wooden house without stopping at all.

Watching Lin Feng leave without hesitation, the six women were utterly plunged into despair.

"He...he just left like that?" Tang Bao murmured in disbelief.

"What do we do? What should we do now?" Qian Xiaoxiao cried out, her voice filled with confusion and fear.

Su Wanqing leaned against the tree trunk and slowly stood up, her eyes filled with complex emotions as she gazed in the direction where Lin Feng had disappeared.

This man is powerful and ruthless, yet possesses a primal and elusive charm.

He saved their lives, yet he was stingy with even the slightest bit of pity.

Qin Lan remained silent for a moment, then wiped the sweat and tears from her face, a resolute glint in her eyes: "We can't rely on anyone, we can only rely on ourselves. Let's leave here first and find a relatively safe place to hide."

Next, they quickly took action and took all the meat that Shang Linfeng had disdained to take from the saber-toothed tiger.

Much of this meat is offal, but now it's considered a delicacy by them.

Only then, supporting each other and dragging their tired and injured bodies, did they choose the opposite direction from Lin Feng, staggering and disappearing into the depths of the dense forest.

They didn't know what the future held, but they knew that if they didn't want to die, they had to struggle to live.

Lin Feng neither knew nor cared about the whereabouts or fate of those women.

To him, they were just a few of the countless passersby in this primeval forest, and their lives would never intersect with his again.

His immediate priority was to properly prepare this precious piece of saber-toothed tiger meat.

Back in the cabin, Lin Feng immediately began processing the tiger meat he had brought back.

He first rinsed the meat chunks with clean water, then used his dragon-slaying knife to cut them into smaller pieces. He planned to salt some of them to make jerky for easy storage. He intended to keep the rest for fresh consumption.

The meat of the saber-toothed tiger was coarser than that of the wild boar and deer he had hunted before, but it contained more energy.

He cut off a piece, skewered it with a wooden stick, and grilled it over the fire. Soon, the rich aroma of meat filled the area around the wooden house.

Wangcai and Meiying also received a share.

Wangcai devoured the roasted tiger meat, his mouth dripping with oil, and occasionally letting out a satisfied snort.

The phantom was much more refined; it tore off a small piece of meat with its sharp little claws and savored it carefully.

Lin Feng was in a very good mood because of this fruitful harvest.

He ate his barbecue while planning his next move.

As night fell, Lin Feng lay on the comfortable mattress he had made himself, listening to the chirping of insects and the rustling of the wind through the trees outside the window, and soon drifted off to sleep.

Wangcai stood guard by the bedside, while Meiying curled up beside his pillow. The night was as peaceful and tranquil as ever.