Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Chapter 120 – Why did that wolf pick a flower? Was it for her? (2)

She hadn’t brought back the ginseng, herbs, and spiritual energy stones she had gathered today. It would be awful if the weather got worse in the following days and she couldn’t go out.

Moreover, if she went to get the spiritual energy stones, then if she found the wolf on her way back, she could use them to rescue him. As the environment became increasingly harsh, Ruan Qiuqiu sprinted while bitterly smiling.

After five or six minutes, Ruan Qiuqiu smoothly arrived near the vicinity of the secret passage. Nothing had changed here since she had left. Checking the footprints on the ground, she knew that no small animals had come. She grabbed the vine on the stone wall and climbed into the passageway. She moved the stones away, and everything she had hidden was still there.

Slowly sighing in relief, Ruan Qiuqiu seized this time to pack away the herbs and spiritual energy stones, used a piece of animal skin to wrap up the fish, and blocked the passage again with stones. Just as she was about to come out of the hole in the tree, she heard two frustrated voices not far from her.

“I felt like those wolf demons were never going to stop talking. We just wanted to ask them to borrow herbs, and they said they wanted 50 catties of dried meat for one herb. That’s worse than being robbed,” A male demon, who had a somewhat youthful voice, scolded, “They’re simply inhumane.”

Ruan Qiuqiu’s heart slightly moved. She didn’t dare to rush out of the hole in the tree and only looked through a small gap in the tree. She spotted two young male demons. They were wearing somewhat tattered light brown animal skin clothing. They had black eyes, brown eyes, and upright appearances. They looked miserable right now.

The older male demon sighed. “Never mind. It can’t be helped. The Winter Bear Tribe has a small population and a small territory. We don’t have a clan shaman and we need herbs.”

“But Older Brother, if we don’t get herbs, the injured bear demons in the tribe will die of illness.” The younger bear demon clenched his jaw. “If only the Fire Wolf Tribe’s former chief was still around. We used to be able to trade at a rate of five catties of dried meat for an herb, but now it’s increased by ten times. WTH.”

“There’s nothing that can be done about that. I heard they’ve already abandoned their former chief. I’m not surprised. After all, bad things will happen to anyone that gets close to that wolf…” The slightly older bear demon gossiped, “So unfortunate. He’s a powerful level 5 demon.”

“If you want my opinion, I don’t see why they had to abandon him. If it’s bad luck to get close to him, won’t it be fine just keep your distance from him?” The younger bear demon grumbled, “What a bunch of ungrateful wolves.”

“Yeah, but that’s normal. Most tribes will abandon injured male demons. Our tribe won’t abandon our injured warriors and look at the state our tribe has fallen to. We have to be awake all year round. We lost our freedom to hibernate in winter…” The older bear demon sighed. “Never mind, stop procrastinating. Let’s go try out luck at the Wind Lion Tribe. It’s not far from here.”

The two bear demons eventually walked far away.

Ruan Qiuqiu was shocked. Mr. Gray Wolf had been a powerful level 5 demon?

Level 5, that meant he had been a powerful demon who had created his demon core. Why hadn’t the book mentioned this? There was nothing about this in her memory either…

She had always thought he was an ordinary gray wolf demon.

Ruan Qiuqiu rubbed her forehead and put on her backpack. As she recalled the two bears’ conversation, she felt sympathetic. As it turned out, the Winter Bear Tribe, who were friendly to the humans, didn’t even have qualifications to hibernate in winter.

In contrast, the Fire Wolf Tribe occupied this forest that was rich in resources and had food and herbs available, but they weren’t willing to share a portion of it to Mr. Gray Wolf and they didn’t take care of weak and small humans like Mo Yu.

Coming out of the hole in the tree, Ruan Qiuqiu looked in the direction of the two bear demons and apologetically pursed her lips. She wanted to save the bear demons, but there was a limit to the herbs she had gathered and she needed them for her wolf. She really couldn’t spare any to help them. Compared to pitiful bears that she didn’t know, her wolf was more important.

She could only wish them well and that they would be able to trade the herbs they needed in the Wind Lion Tribe. Although it would be impossible to trade herbs at an exchange rate of five catties of dried meat for one herb in the Wind Lion Tribe, it would probably be cheaper than the Fire Wolf Tribe’s price.

Ruan Qiuqiu pressed her lips together. When Mr. Gray Wolf got better and she had sufficient free time, she could dress up as a wandering shaman and pay the Winter Bear Tribe a visit.

Ruan Qiuqiu didn’t think anymore on this topic. She took a deep breath and went looking for the wolf in the other direction.