"Bai Wanwan, this is all your fault!"
"Get out of our tribe!"
Seeing the Beastmen snarling viciously at his female, a murderous glint flashed through Xin Feng's vertical pupils.
Bai Wanwan, however, dug a finger into her ear. "Are you done shouting? If you've got this much free time, how about I give you all a little itching powder so you can go home and scratch yourselves..."
Bai Wanwan's words carried significant weight, instantly silencing the clamoring pack.
The story of how the females had been dosed with Bai Wanwan's itching powder, scratching themselves raw and being forced to drink manure water for three days, had already spread throughout the entire tribe.
No matter how furious they were, none of them dared to test the might of the itching powder.
"Bai Wanwan, you vicious female! We're going to tell the Clan Leader and have him banish you from our tribe."
"Fine, but you have to at least give me a reason."
