The two males standing beside Roger immediately turned to him, awaiting his command.
But Roger didn't move. The corners of his mouth lifted into a smirk, but his eyes were utterly cold and ruthless.
"You think you can stop me? My caravan has over thirty males, all with Talents at Green Rank or higher. How many males in the entire Cat Clan are above Green Rank?"
"You can try. See if you can take Bai Wanwan away unscathed."
Chou Rong's expression was calm, and his tone held not a trace of fear.
If he hadn't known about this, it would be one thing. But now that he knew, he wouldn't let them do anything to harm the Cat Clan Tribe right under his nose.
At the very least, for as long as he was staying in the Cat Clan Tribe, he would do his utmost to protect the Beastmen here.
Besides…
He once again recalled the scent she gave off when she had suddenly moved closer to him.
It was so familiar, yet he couldn't remember a single thing about that night.
