One by one, they were all waiting for Wizard Yi to ask the Beast God for guidance.
Su Qiao glanced at his ugly expression and turned to Roland with a beaming smile. At the same time, Zhou Shi reminded the surrounding tribespeople.
"Clothes, a knife, and these shoes—these things are all quite interesting, but... do we have anything like this on the Beastman Continent?"
"The Hu Clan, Fox Clan, Snake Clan, Leopard Clan, and Eagle Clan don't seem to have anything like this. Could it be something the Water Clan made? They do love making all sorts of strange things."
As she spoke, Su Qiao seemed to suddenly think of something. She slapped her thigh and began sizing Roland up. "Could it be that you're not from the Ape Clan, but from the Water Clan?"
"If that's the case, why don't you jump into the river ahead and stay in the water for half a day before coming out? That way, the tribespeople can feel reassured. How about it?"
The tribespeople in the square, who were processing prey and hides or resting there after tiring themselves out, all lit up when they heard this.
If Roland were from the Water Clan, that would be wonderful.
The Water Clan had the most salt.
And the Wolf Clan lacked it the most.
Whenever they went to the market to trade for salt, the Hu Clan would always rig things so that they had to pay far more than everyone else.
Moreover, there was a salt lake in the Hu Clan's territory. Because of that, every tribe other than the Water Clan feared the Hu Clan to some degree.
Roland's expression turned ugly.
She wanted the Wolf Clan to know that Qiao was a shameless thief who wanted to ruin her reputation—not Roland's.