Yingyan: (with a grudge) Do you have any misunderstanding about my weight? Or do you have any misunderstanding about your own weight? I am an eagle-beast man who can move beasts!!!

nia forest.

The Nia Forest was not harmed by the beast tide. New green leaves had begun to appear on the branches, and small animals began to peek out from the bushes, occasionally lowering their heads to grab a handful of newly sprouted grass, chewing it to their sweet taste.

Hunters also began to roam the forest, jumping around in search of edible food, while also providing food for the beasts in the forest and the orcs of various tribes.

At this time, in the Gru tribe in the Niya Forest.

The young chief, Bortel, was walking back and forth in the cave in a very irritable manner. His anxiety and irritability made him turn around and kick a piece of tender meat against the wall of the cave, and then it slid down weakly.

He didn't notice the greedy eyes of the beastmen kneeling on the ground at all.

"Why is there still no news from Bosen? The Nia River has started flowing. Is he trying to swim back from the river?" His angry roar spread to every corner of the cave.

An old beastman with gray hair was sitting on a thick animal skin mat near the cave entrance. He closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the warm sunlight.

After being disturbed by Boter's roar, he frowned and opened his sharp eyes: "Boter, you have been the patriarch for two years, why can't you change your impulsive and irritable temper?"

The old beastman's tone was not harsh, but he succeeded in calming down the furious Botel. He looked at the old beastman with a twisted face, and his words seemed to be ground out from between his teeth: "Witch doctor, I think Bosen is jealous of me becoming the chief, so he doesn't take my orders seriously. He just went to find a powder to treat infestation, and he hasn't come back even after the winter season has passed."

The witch doctor glanced at Botel, a hint of deep contempt flashed across his eyes, and he cursed in his heart, what a brainless beast.

"Powder for treating infestation? Do you think people will give it to you just because you say you have it? Even if they are willing to give it to you, there are no herbs to collect in the winter. Why would they give you all the precious herbs? Just because you are the chief of the Gru tribe, whom they have never even heard of?" The witch doctor's words were full of mockery.

Botel's face twisted a few times, but he dared not say anything.

The witch doctor helped the beastman beside him to stand up. "Be patient and wait. Besides, even if there is no powder to treat the insect disease, can we not participate in the Grand Fair this year? If you have the energy to waste food here, you might as well think about the Grand Fair. Time is running out."

Having said that, he walked out of the cave and slowly walked towards his own cave.

As he watched the witch doctor's figure walk away, the ferocity on Botel's face could no longer be concealed, and the violence in his heart made him feel like a beast about to explode.

"Bosen, witch doctor, once I obtain the Beast God Fruit and successfully evolve, I will send all of you to serve the Beast God."

Having said that, he looked in the direction of the Enelu Mountains, with a cruel arc on his lips: "And the tribe that has the powder for treating insect disease, I want you to only make powder for me, Botel! Hahaha!" The rampant and ambitious laughter echoed in the cave.

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