Yan Meng stared at her blankly with his golden eyes, a sweet feeling welling up in his heart.
Ans, Varo and others looked at her in surprise, and even the other orcs looked at her in shock.
Bei Yutang's cold voice rang out softly, "Just look at the wounds on his body and you'll understand. The claws of the thorn wolf are very long, and the tips are hooked. Look at the wounds on Yan Meng's body, it's like the flesh has been hooked out..."
As she spoke, the people around her turned their eyes to the wounds on Yan Meng's body. Just as she said, the condition of the wounds was exactly the same.
These orcs actually believed Yan Meng's words.
"Perhaps, he just encountered it but didn't kill it?"
Bei Yutang looked at Waluo. "He didn't kill it, but fought it, and successfully escaped from its clutches. This is enough to prove his bravery. Why would he need to deceive me with a lie?"
The orcs watching nodded in agreement with her.
Regardless of whether Yan Meng killed the thorn wolf or not, the fact that he was able to resist it and survive was enough to make the orcs who worshipped the power of force look at him differently.
After proving Yan Meng's innocence, Bei Yutang brought him back home with a silly smile.
Bei Yutang began to treat his wounds. Yan Meng sat there obediently, watching her busy in front of him, his golden eyes full of tenderness.
When they were grilling meat that night, Bei Yutang took out a kind of herb and dripped its juice onto the meat. Yan Meng didn't stop her, but watched her curiously, and then started to help her.
After a while, a very special aroma wafted from the meat that was almost cooked, and the aroma made people's appetites stir.
The orcs living in the wooden house closest to Yan Meng smelled the fragrance and came over happily.
"What are you roasting? It smells so good." After the orc entered the house, he couldn't help but glance towards the fire. When he saw a piece of copper pig meat, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Why is their barbecue so delicious?!
"Why does your Tongluo pig meat smell so good?" The man was an underage orc, and he stared at the meat on the fire with eager eyes.
Bei Yutang placed the spice in his hand and said, "When you apply its juice to the meat, it will emit such a rich aroma."
After the orc got the thing, he couldn't wait to take it back to experiment. Soon the fragrance in his house attracted the attention of more people in the tribe. Everyone knew that applying the juice of a purple plant on meat would make the meat more fragrant and even the taste of the meat itself would become better.
After his injury healed, it was the time for him to stay in the tribe, and Bei Yutang began to teach him martial arts.
"Meng, I will teach you something. Once you learn it, you won't be so embarrassed when hunting or encountering a thorn wolf. Do you want to learn it?" Bei Yutang asked.
Yan Meng's eyes lit up and he nodded continuously.
"Okay, follow me. I'll play one side, and you learn the other. Watch carefully."
Bei Yutang played very slowly the first time. After finishing the set, she looked at him and asked, "Did you see it clearly?"
Yan Meng shook his head.
Bei Yutang continued to play it a second time, a third time, and it was not until the fourth time that he vaguely learned a little bit.
In the following days, as long as Yan Meng did not go out hunting, Bei Yutang would drag him to practice the Ice Palm.
On this day, an orc came running hurriedly.
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