Shapeshifting Grass or Incarnation Pill?
Host, do you know what everyone in the tribe is saying about you now?
"I don't give a damn what they say!"
She didn't rely on them for food anyway. They could do whatever they wanted.
Su Qiao took the dagger from her pocket. Once she entered the forest, she became much more cautious.
The forest was home not only to enormous beasts, but also to all kinds of poisonous insects and snakes. She didn't have any medicinal powder on her now, so it was better to be careful.
They said that the reason you used to do nothing and never went gathering fruit, processing hides, roasting meat, or anything else with the other female beastmen was because you had devoted all your time to training. That was why you were so powerful now.
Su Qiao stabbed a centipede as long as her palm to death on a tree trunk. "That works out perfectly. I hate doing those things too."
She liked eating and knew how to cook delicious food, but that didn't mean she enjoyed doing those things.
Besides, she still had far too much to do: finding medicinal herbs, preparing medicine, cultivating, and building a relationship with her man.
She was already too busy with all that. Where would she find the time to handle those trivial tasks?
Moreover, the female beastmen in the tribe had never liked her much. They were jealous of her, too. If she really went over there now, they would probably ostracize her!
After all, her backer, Old Chieftain Dad, was already gone.
...As the saying went, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Look at that woman Roland. She clearly looked down on the people in the tribe, but wasn't she still pretending to be just