Chapter 606

Wen Xin glared at Little Tiger's mother, "You're saying I killed your Little Tiger?"

The little tiger girl roared, "My little tiger isn't dead yet!"

Wen Xin was even angrier than her, and stomped harder on her chest, saying, "Your son isn't dead yet and you're already causing trouble here? If you don't want your brain, just cut it off. I haven't even tasted tiger brains yet."

The little tiger mother was being trampled so hard she could hardly breathe, her eyes rolling back in her head.

Seeing her suffocating, Wen Xin felt much better, realizing that this idiot had almost strangled her to death by grabbing her collar.

What does it feel like to suffocate?

The onlookers trembled with fear. Could this female really be a demon that came from behind the Great Wilderness Mountain?

Otherwise, how could an ordinary female be so terrifying?

She also wants to eat the brains of the female orcs in their tribe! Ugh, how terrifying!

Wen Xin scoffed, "Didn't you see her face was covered in blood?"

She was pushed to the ground by the little tiger mother, and her forehead was broken so badly that she almost disappeared. Does that mean the tigress isn't scary anymore?

These savage orcs have really mastered the art of double standards.

Although Wen Xin had not yet integrated the memories of the soul fragment, her instinctive hatred for these orcs told her that the soul fragment had definitely been harmed by them, otherwise the resentment would not be so deep.

So why should Wen Xin be polite to them?

However, she is still completely in the dark and injured, so it would be unwise for her to fight these orcs to the death for the time being.

Wen Xin kicked the female beastman on the ground. "Take me to see Little Tiger."

She believed that the fragments of a soul could not possibly kill someone, and that it was probably some idiot trying to frame her for this.

Moreover, as a doctor, being responsible for patients to the end is her professional ethics, and Wen Xin could sense the faint resentment of the fragmented soul.

It seems that all her tragedies started with this little tiger.

Okay, she'll address the problem at its source first.

Little Tiger Mother was beaten badly, but she still glared at Wen Xin with hatred, "What do you want to do?"

Wen Xin glared at her coldly, "If you want your son to live, lead the way, otherwise..."

She pulled out a dagger from somewhere, and with a casual slash, she sliced ​​a nearby tree in half, leaving a perfectly clean cut. This showed just how sharp the dagger was; if it had been used on an orc...

The beastmen were so horrified that they took a step back, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. What was that thing in the female's hand? How could it be so sharp?

They are from the White Tiger Clan, with naturally sharp claws that can easily tear their prey apart, but their terror is not even a tenth of that thing's.

Primitive societies naturally lacked iron smelting technology. Orcs' weapons were their own fangs and claws, and their tools were all stone implements. Naturally, they did not know what a dagger was.

Little Tiger Mother was also terrified and dared not be as domineering and impulsive as before.

Wen Xin gracefully and calmly tucked her loose hair behind her ear, feeling quite helpless inside.

Wouldn't it be better if everyone just got along?

She was just a delicate and innocent beautiful girl who disliked violence the most.

But this savage female orc insisted on forcing her to take action, which really saddened her.

Little Jin, perched on its owner's shoulder, couldn't help but shiver.

Is the owner sad?

That's hard to tell; all it saw was her having a great time hitting people.

So, who gave the owner this wrong impression? Why does she always think that she is weak and kind?

Although Little Tiger's mother dared not rush forward again, she still stared at Wen Xin with wariness and disgust, and asked in a gruff voice, "What exactly did you do to Little Tiger?"

Wen Xin said coldly, "How would I know?"

"you……"

"Are you trying to extort money from me after your son dies, by talking so much nonsense?"

The little tiger mother was so angry that her face turned red, her tiger eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth, looking fierce but actually weak, "Try cursing my son again!"

Wen Xin: "Am I the one who wanted to curse you, or did you try to kill me without even knowing what happened?"

"If you hadn't viciously harmed my son first?"

"So you know it was me who hurt your son?"

“My son vomited blood and fell into a coma after taking the medicine you mentioned. He’s barely breathing today.”

"How do you know he didn't eat anything given to him by others along the way? Or that someone wasn't trying to harm him?"

“Who would harm him? We are all from the same tribe, you are the only outsider female.”

Wen Xin was speechless. "You know I'm an outsider, so why would I blatantly harm your son? To get beaten to death by you? And if I really wanted to harm someone, why would I harm a child? Wouldn't it be better to just poison all of you to death?"

Little Tiger Girl: "..."

Orcs: "..."

She must be a demon from the Demon Cave, otherwise why would she want to kill them all?

Wen Xin didn't even bother to roll her eyes anymore, no longer wasting her breath arguing with these uncivilized and brainless orcs.

Damn it, this doesn't make any sense at all. Wen Xin coldly threatened Little Tiger's mother to lead the way.

What's the point of arguing with her here, you idiot?

Instead of wasting this time, why don't you hurry up and save her son?

Forget it, in this primitive, wild world, she's just an orc who can be easily provoked and used as a tool. How much intelligence can she expect from him?

...

Orcs live in primitive caves. They don't yet have the skills to build houses with wood or stone; they can only dig or slightly modify naturally formed caves.

Because of her fierceness, Little Tiger Mother held a relatively high status in the tribe, and as a precious female, she lived in a fairly spacious cave.

Xiao Hu was a ten-year-old beastman who hadn't yet reached adulthood. He didn't know how to tuck in his ears and tail, retaining the characteristics of a wild animal. This made Wen Xin understand even more clearly that these people were not the ancestors of humans, but rather strange beastmen evolved from various animals.

At this moment, the little orc lay on a piece of fur, his face cyanotic, his breath faint, and he could die at any moment.

When Little Tiger's mother saw her pitiful son, she could no longer maintain her fierceness. She burst into tears and collapsed in front of her son's bed, crying her heart out. It was clear that she cared deeply for her child, but she was not smart enough and was being used by others.

Without a shred of sympathy, Wen Xin reached out and shoved the troublesome female beastman aside, then took Xiao Hu's hand to check his pulse, and examined his mouth, nose, and eyes.

These symptoms... the little orc is poisoned.

As a healer, even if Soul Fragment couldn't cure Little Tiger's illness, he certainly wouldn't prescribe medicine indiscriminately or feed poison to this little beastman.

Therefore, someone must be using Xiaohu's death to get back at her.

Wen Xin gave a cold smirk, her gaze sweeping over everything in the cave, and asked Little Tiger's mother, "When did Little Tiger vomit blood and faint?"

Little Tiger's mother glared at her resentfully, "It was after I took the medicine you prescribed not long after breakfast."

Wen Xin retorted expressionlessly, "It's not like it's his first time eating it. Don't you think about why he vomited blood and fainted this morning?"

Tiger Girl yelled, "Isn't this the question I should be asking you?"

Wen Xin suppressed her anger and told herself not to argue with the beastman with the head of a wild animal, after all, she had no intelligence.