"Ssss—" Curtis's red tongue flashed by his lips and shrank back into his mouth. His countenance turned a little darker. "Scorpion tribe."
Bai Qingqing bit her lips and nodded. The leopard cubs had grown a lot bigger, and her stomach couldn't accommodate having three of them on it, so they bit at each other to fight for this piece of "treasured land."
Parker casually slapped away the winning Eldest. He said sheepishly, "That's right. We encountered a scorpion beastman, but I've already killed him."
Curtis's countenance didn't improve at all. He took a stone bowl, walked up to Bai Qingqing's side, and sat down, then helped her up.
Bai Qingqing immediately understood what Curtis was going to do. Her face heated up a little. "Are we really going to squeeze it out like this in the future?"
