Besides, they were promised a weak little female Witch Disciple with no fighting ability. But after they kidnapped her, she turned into a ferocious, terrifying witch. Was that their fault?

After a round of whiny, sarcastic jabs at the Scorpion Beastmen, Teng Qian departed, once again clutching his butt.

The next morning, Wu Yue came out for some fresh air and stood at the entrance of the large cave. She watched the roaring, rushing flood in the distance with a deep sense of gloom, feeling utterly miserable.

’So, why didn’t anyone tell me there’d be a flood during the rainy season?’

Thinking of the house she had just built and barely gotten to live in, she felt utterly depressed.

THWAP! THWAP!

When one is feeling melancholy, there’s never a shortage of creatures eager to join in on the commotion. Wu Yue’s face stiffened as she watched large Grass Carp flopping and jumping onto the shore not far away.

’You all must have forgotten the terror of being subjugated by my chemical weapons.’

The System, which was running low on points, mercilessly exposed its host’s posturing. "The Grass Carp that experienced your chemical weapons last time have long since fled to who-knows-where. These guys jumping up now just see you as a meal to fill their stomachs."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue looked at the large Grass Carp still flopping about on the ground and broke into a wicked smile.

’Since you’ve delivered yourselves to my doorstep, I won’t hold back.’

She turned to look at the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen nearby, who were so bored they’d resorted to counting ants. With a very cordial smile, she beckoned them over. "You guys, come over here for a second."

Seeing her strange smile, the green-skinned Scorpion Tribe Beastmen shuddered. They had a feeling this terrifying little female was cooking up some mischief—it was a Beastman’s unerring instinct for danger.

The Angry Beastman tossed aside the clump of dirt in his hand and stood up. Despite being a captive, he hadn’t lost any weight. In fact, he’d even bulked up a little thanks to the Snow Tiger Tribe’s good food.

He walked over to Wu Yue’s side. His eyes, filled with deep suspicion, darted to the rumbling floodwaters in the distance. "What do you want?"

Wu Yue chuckled slyly. "Don’t get so worked up. What bad intentions could I possibly have?"

’Heh,’ the green-skinned crowd sneered in unison. ’That question should be rephrased: what *good* intentions could you possibly have?’

’During the feast yesterday, that Beastman said you’re the person with the most tricks in the entire Snow Tiger Tribe, bar none.’

’Just look around! What other tribe has a devious little female like you?’

Perhaps sensing the Beastmen’s disdain, Wu Yue gave a dry laugh and got straight to the point. She pointed at a few Grass Carp on the ground, which were already starting to go limp. "Go into the water up ahead and catch some more of these fish. While they’re still alive, cut their heads off. I have a use for the bodies, so leave those for me."

The Angry Beastman seemed to realize something, then stared at her in disbelief. "You’re not actually planning to eat these Sharp-toothed Fish, are you?"

’Damn it, these things are poisonous! The rivers near our tribe have these Sharp-toothed Fish too. A lot of starving slaves would try to catch and eat them, but without exception, they all died after a frenzied fit.’

Wu Yue gave a mysterious smile. "You’ll find out soon enough. For now, please just catch the fish as I instructed."

With that, she repeated her instructions gravely, "You absolutely must cut their heads off for me while they’re still alive. Got it?"

The Angry Beastman and the group of Scorpion Beastmen behind him all stared at this terrifying little female with expressions that were hard to put into words. Nevertheless, they nodded. ’Cutting off heads at the drop of a hat... she really is savage.’

’If that little female really plans on using the Sharp-toothed Fish for food later, there’s no way we’re eating it. Anyone who eats that stuff is a goner, guaranteed.’

’Besides, it’s a horrible way to die. You’re vomiting and have diarrhea, completely unable to control yourself. You end up stinking all over.’

’Even in death, a great Beastman Warrior can’t soil his Beast Skin. It’s too disgraceful! The Beast God would look down on him.’

After giving her orders to the Scorpion Beastmen, Wu Yue skipped back toward her cave. She remembered that there were still plenty of seasonings she had prepared earlier, stored in a basket in the corner.

After waking up and hearing that the flood had started, the members of the tribe all went to the cave entrance. They marveled for a moment at the surging power of this year’s flood, and then... that was it.

For them, floods were a part of every great rainy season. A rainy season with this much food, however, was a first. As long as the water didn’t pour into their warm cave, and with their ample food supply, they had nothing to worry about.

This year, however, there was one group of Beastmen that drew a crowd.

That’s right—it was the Scorpion Beastmen, who had been thoroughly handled by Wu Yue.

After a series of difficult attempts to catch the fish yielded almost nothing, the Scorpion Beastmen finally invented the perfect fishing method.

They would fling out their long scorpion tails, a piece of meat dangling from the barb at the tip. The Sharp-toothed Fish, snapping their rows of fine teeth, were hooked with unerring accuracy every single time.