"We were originally living in a forest in the snowy plains. The guy wearing the bone mask captured our leader and asked us to bring him to the snowy plains."
"That guy is a shaman who knows all kinds of terrifying tricks. We were afraid of being killed by it, so we brought the moss-bristled pig that had been alive all this time with us to the cave in the snowy plain."
"I really don't know that shaman. It doesn't do anything except stay in the cave every day. If we weren't afraid of being killed by it, we would have run away long ago."
Bai Ya seemed to be worried that Su Yuan wouldn't believe him, so he kept explaining with tears in his eyes. He looked as if he wanted to kneel down and slap himself a few times to prove his innocence.
"Well, that's good. Tell me what would happen if I went to the Pigman Tribe to investigate yesterday?"
What? These people didn't go to the Pigmen tribe?
White Fang was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting, but how could he know about the eleven moss-bristled pigs and the matter about the shaman if he hadn't been to the Pigman Tribe?
"If you can't remember, I can help you think about it."
Su Yuan's knife cut a small bloody wound on Bai Ya's flesh. Bai Ya, who was still thinking about the problem, woke up immediately from the pain and begged for mercy.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong. Yesterday I just wanted you to be caught, and then let the Pigman Tribe come and exchange me.
"Ahhhh!!! Yesterday...if you had gotten close to the Pigman Tribe yesterday, those resting Moss-bristled Pigs would have woken up, and then the Shaman would have woken up too."
Bai Ya trembled as he watched the piece of flesh being thrown into the campfire by Su Yuan, while an egg-sized wound on his arm was still bleeding.
This witch from the alien beast tribe was definitely not a good person. He was more vicious than the kind and stupid alien beasts he had seen in the snowy wilderness, and he was also very cunning.
"Do you want to eat your own flesh?"
"No...can I say I don't want to?"
White Fang didn't know whether he should say "no". Looking at Su Yuan who was still smiling, he was not sure whether he wanted to do it or not.
"Of course, but don't make me listen to your lies again. Tell me what the shaman's ability is."
"That shaman could control wild beasts. We wanted to catch it, but the surrounding moss-brisled pigs attacked us crazily."
"And the beasts it controlled were not afraid of pain at all. In order to deal with it, many people in our tribe died."
I'm a berserker. I didn't expect to encounter this new profession here. Except for the inability to summon monsters, this berserk skill is so familiar.
"Great Master Wu, I promise that nothing I say is false!"
White Fang was really scared this time, and told the shaman about his abilities without hiding anything. After all, the piece of pork was still sizzling with oil.
A burnt smell from the campfire irritated its nose.
"Very good. Look at your big belly. It should be okay to starve for a day or two, right?"
White Fang wanted to curse. The last time he ate was the morning before he was caught by Shishi. It had been three days since he had eaten a single bite of food or drunk a sip of water.
"Master Wu, this body of mine is for warmth. I'm still a little hungry. I'm willing to tell you an important piece of information in exchange for some food."
Regardless of whether Su Yuan agreed or not, Bai Ya said quickly: "We have to go to the Pigman Tribe every night. If we encounter any problems, we will go to the tribe within three days at most."
"If I don't go, they will definitely find out and send people to search everywhere."
What Bai Ya said was not wrong, and Su Yuan could probably guess it. He even suspected that the topic that the strange shaman was talking about with the moss-bristled boar earlier was about this guy.
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