Hmph, let's see how long she can hold out.
Su Qiao scoffed inwardly, drew her dagger, cut off a pig leg, and tossed it into a bamboo basket in the cave. Then she hefted the wild boar onto her shoulder and strode toward the cave ten-odd meters away.
After waiting for a while without seeing anyone return, Su Qiao had no choice but to get up and look for her.
She had just reached the edge of the square when she heard cheering.
Taking a closer look, she saw that Roland and several female beastmen were carrying a beast weighing a hundred or two hundred jin in a basket.
From their excited faces and the worshipful looks they directed at Roland, Su Qiao could tell without even needing 444 to remind her that Roland was the one who had hunted this prey.
She glanced at the knife in Roland's hand, still stained with red blood, and curved her lips.
It seemed this woman had been pushed to the brink and had finally revealed a few of her abilities.
Before this, afraid of being treated as an outsider, she had not only hidden her backpack but had also gone gathering with the other female beastmen in the tribe, processed food with them, and prepared hides and fur.
Then, using various excuses, she had occasionally taught the people in the tribe methods of storing food, led them in searching for new kinds of food, woven back baskets and baskets, made clothes, and so on. Little by little, she had won them over, making the tribe members trust and worship her.
Unnoticeably, she had raised her status and prestige within the tribe. Once the time was right, she would be able to get rid of the witch and take her place.
Now, she