Chapter 8: Journey to the wolf’s cave (2)

Since Rou Yuerao didn’t say anything and the lion demons were still thinking about how Ruan Qiuqiu had spoken badly about Yuerao, no one stepped forward to help Ruan Qiuqiu.

Ruan Qiuqiu hadn’t placed her hopes in the lion demons helping her. She had predicted that this situation would occur.

She took out 20 catties of dried meat from the animal skin bag, walked to the oldest looking middle-aged wolf demon, and looked the wolf demon in his cold eyes. She forced herself to smile. “Umm... Uncle Demon, can I make a deal with you?”

The middle-aged wolf demon looked at the dried meat in Ruan Qiuqiu’s hand. One glance was enough to tell that the shriveled dried meat wasn’t fresh. He reluctantly accepted her request. “You want me to help you carry the animal skin bag, right? Fine.”

He took the dried meat, stuffed into his large animal skin bag, and easily picked up the bag that Ruan Qiuqiu hadn’t even been able to move. “Don’t waste anymore time. Let’s go.”

Once the middle-aged wolf demon said those words, the other four wolf demons expressionlessly fell back behind him and turned to stare at her in unison.

Ruan Qiuqiu felt a chill running down her back. She didn’t dare to hold things up. She gritted her teeth and followed after them.

The wolf demons walked at a moderate pace, and she mindlessly followed behind them. By the time she returned to her senses, they had already left the Lion Tribe’s territory.

She hadn’t said goodbye to any member of the Wind Lion Tribe. And, there was no one in the Wind Lion Tribe that would miss her or worry about her.

It was as if she was merely a dispensable tool for exchanging salt.

“What nonsense are you saying?” Another wolf demon punched him. “That cripple has been hungry for so long. He might be very interested in eating a woman.”

Ruan Qiuqiu: “...Oh.” So that Big Bad Wolf might be hungry for her body.

The wolf demon saw that her expression hadn’t changed. After a strange silence, he asked, “You’re not scared of being eaten?”

“Is being scared useful?” Ruan Qiuqiu weakly answered.

If it was two days ago, she would be too scared to show any disrespect, but right now, she was exhausted.

She wanted to find a stone bed and lie down. Otherwise, she would fall into a coma and die.

Perhaps, the demons found her response rather admirable. Ruan Qiuqiu clearly felt that the middle-aged wolf demon’s gaze had changed.

Seemingly from nowhere, he took out a crumpled red fur clothing and handed it to her. “Put this on.”

Ruan Qiuqiu: “?”

“Wedding outfit,” the middle-aged wolf demon said.

Ruan Qiuqiu: “...” They had prepared a wedding outfit for her?