I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 101: The Black Wolf Tribe Causes Trouble
"Little one from the Snow Wolf Tribe, what is your meat made of, why does it smell so fragrant?"
A kind-looking beastman, wearing thick, snow-white animal skin clothes, couldn’t help but open his mouth to ask.
Being stared at by so many people, Eric felt a little shy, peeking his head out from behind Max’s shoulder and saying:
"I cooked it with a sauce I made myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, before the beastman from earlier could speak, an elderly man from the group of luxuriously dressed beastmen that Eric had paid special attention to earlier stepped out, arrogantly tossing Eric an exquisitely made brocade pouch.
"Little one, inside this is a whole bag of sea beastman pearls. That pot of food and the jar next to it, we’ll take them all."
Max’s eyes immediately turned cold. He raised his hand to catch the brocade pouch, not even glancing at it before throwing it right back.
"People of the Black Wolf Tribe, get lost."
So these people were from the Black Wolf Tribe. No wonder their hair was black. At first, Eric had looked at them and felt a sense of familiarity, but who knew it was this detestable bunch.
They didn’t deserve to have black hair, Eric thought irritably.
The elderly Black Wolf man was hit by the brocade pouch. He raised his hand to catch the pouch as it slid down, his eyes turning furious.
He was just about to teach the beastman in front of him a lesson when, from behind him, a young Black Wolf man with delicate features stepped out.
"Your food is indeed delicious, but this bag of pearls is more than enough for an exchange. Don’t be too greedy, Snow Wolf people."
His hair was tied into a high ponytail by a silver circlet, and amidst the locks, small gold chains strung with exquisite, multi-colored gemstones hung down. Even his boots had gemstones sewn onto them.
His entire being gave Eric the feeling of a super-rich young master, but for someone so handsome, his words were so harsh to listen to.
"This is our dinner. I don’t want to exchange it with you. Hurry up and leave."
Eric unhappily shooed them away.
The expression of the elderly Black Wolf man turned grim.
"Hmph, the Snow Wolf people are regressing more and more. A little cub can also decide the tribe’s business?"
At this time, Michael and the other Snow Wolf people had gathered around, shielding Eric. Thomas and Joseph stood in front of the wooden house with grim expressions.
Hearing this, Max gave a cold laugh: "This is our tribe leader. As for you, bow your head and see if you’re even worthy of being called a beastman!"
The few Black Wolf men looked at each other, then burst out laughing mockingly.
Even the surrounding beastmen, who already disliked the Black Wolf Tribe, showed looks of astonishment, whispering amongst themselves. A beast cub as tribe leader, this was truly unprecedented.
"It seems that over the years, you Snow Wolf people haven’t just remained dirt poor, but you’ve also given up now? Letting a little cub be the tribe leader, how could you even think of that!"
A Black Wolf man pointed at them, mocking loudly. After speaking, he laughed arrogantly.
The delicate young Black Wolf man, surrounded in the middle, was about to reprimand his subordinate.
Completely angered by the Black Wolf man’s words, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of Max, Michael, and the others. They were about to make a move when Eric gently tugged on Max’s sleeve.
"Max, are they the beastmen who were chased back by the Golden Lion Tribe? No wonder they look so different from us."
The cub’s clear voice spoke such innocent words, causing the Snow Wolf people and the other beastmen to all burst out laughing.
"You!"
His face turning livid, the elderly Black Wolf man was so angry that veins popped out. He stomped his foot and shot toward Eric like lightning, intending to teach this cub who didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth a lesson.
Max’s right hand quickly pulled Eric behind him. He shielded the front, his left hand forming a fist, meeting the Black Wolf man’s fist.
In an instant, their fists collided, and a powerful gust of wind erupted, blowing away the surrounding snow particles. Michael reacted quickly, grabbing Eric and placing him inside the relatively safe wooden house.
After bringing Eric inside, he returned to his original spot, joining the other Snow Wolf warriors in a combat-ready stance, his eyes warily watching the remaining Black Wolf men.
By this time, the two had exchanged several blows, and the Black Wolf man had realized Max’s prowess.
He took a step back, baring his fangs, about to transform into his beast form to fight, when the tall beastman who had initially asked Eric questions stepped forward with an unhappy expression.
"That’s enough, Black Wolf. This isn’t the place for you to show off."
At the same time, the young Black Wolf man also said in a deep voice: "Lai Sinh, come back. You dare to attack a beast cub, aren’t you afraid my father will punish you when we return?"
Hearing his words, Lai Sinh suppressed the anger in his heart and retreated to his original spot. Only then did he notice the unfriendly gazes of the surrounding beastmen, and he secretly clenched his fists.
"Alright, let’s go back."
The young Black Wolf man glanced at Eric, who was peeking out from the door, and waved his hand, leading the others to turn and leave.
"Young Tribe Leader, are we leaving just like this? That cub just now..."
Lai Sinh said, unwilling to let it go.
He raised his head, intending to say a few more words, but he met the other’s eyes, which were full of coldness, and had to shut his mouth.
Watching the group of Black Wolf people leave, the surrounding beastmen all showed disdainful looks.
It seemed the Black Wolf Tribe on this continent was truly an existence that everyone hated.
Seeing the danger had been resolved, Eric patted his chest, somewhat frightened, while inwardly mocking the other party.
The Ox-Head Tribe people, who were further away, heard the commotion and now also hurried over, led by Bi.
He pushed into the center of the crowd, his superior height allowing him to quickly spot the few Black Wolf men who were leaving.
Bi frowned and complained: "Why is it this Black Wolf bunch again, they really love causing trouble."
"Exactly, exactly!" Eric agreed completely, nodding vigorously.
The expressions of Thomas and Max were still very ugly. Their feud with the Black Wolf Tribe had lasted for decades, and for the other party to dare act so arrogantly in front of them, their mood naturally couldn’t be good.
The brawl just now had almost burned the pot of baked cakes. Fortunately, when the two were fighting, the flung-up snow extinguished the fire in the stove, coincidentally saving this pot of cakes.
Eric happily scooped the cakes onto the ceramic plates they had brought themselves, handing one to Max, who still had an ugly expression.
"Max, try the cake you wrapped yourself."
His sharp, dark brows softened after hearing Eric’s voice. Max looked at him with a helpless yet doting expression, reaching out to gently rub Eric’s soft hair.
Just thinking about how Lai Sinh had intended to harm the person in front of him earlier, Max couldn’t help but feel a surge of killing intent.
"Eric, you’re really amazing. One sentence from you made all their faces change, haha..."
Recalling the livid faces of the Black Wolf group, Michael said to Eric in an admiring tone.
"Tribe Leader Thomas, did the Black Wolf Tribe come to cause trouble again?"
From behind the crowd, a few beastmen with silver-white hair walked over. The beastman in the lead frowned and asked.
"Tribe Leader Kun, you’ve come too. That Black Wolf bunch has been chased away. They’re as hateful as ever."
Thomas was overjoyed to see the newcomer, striding forward to clasp arms with the other party.
Seeing Eric looking at them with a curious expression, Max bowed his head and whispered into his ear to introduce them:
"This is the tribe leader of the Kun tribe, also a Snow Wolf person."
So they were fellow tribesmen.
Eric smiled and greeted the Snow Wolf people opposite him.
