Su Tang turned her head and felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.
Cat Nine struggled, and when he looked up, he saw dozens of females covered in blood. He turned pale with fright and retreated.
"A-Tang?" Lion Feather, who was following behind, saw Su Tang and his face lit up with joy. "A-Tang, it's so good that you're alright."
Upon hearing Lion Feather's voice, Cat Nine finally noticed Su Tang standing under a tree nearby.
Su Tang was wearing a white cotton dress with a black animal skin vest over it. Although her clothes were a little dirty, her face was fair and clean, and her long black hair was casually tied back with a hemp rope.
Her bright and beautiful face held a hint of indifference in her clear eyes, as if nothing around her could affect her.
Looking at herself, covered in grime and dirt, her animal skin tattered and worn, Mao Jiu was stunned for a moment.
There was no jealousy, only astonishment and fear in their eyes.
The old A-Tang would never have had such a look in her eyes!
She's definitely not Ah Tang!
A scene she had witnessed by the pond flashed through Mao Jiu's mind; she seemed to see A Tang pouring something into the pond.
Then I thought of the mountains of corpses piled up in the nest.
Cat Nine was even more terrified.
"It was you! You did it..."
Su Tang looked at her with interest. "What did I do?"
She knew that Mao Jiu had seen her putting insecticide into the pond.
Anyway, she's already found her father to take the blame, so she's not afraid of Mao Jiu revealing it.
Unexpectedly, Cat Nine screamed and suddenly broke free from the tiger-clan beastman's grasp, falling to the ground with a thud.
"I...I don't know!"
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