Tiye did not want Si Bai to see his disheveled, bloodied appearance.
It was not clean or handsome at all, and Si Bai would definitely dislike him for being dirty.
Oyu followed him to the river to clean his wounds as well.
He had even more injuries, but his aura did not weaken.
“Fine!
Didn’t Father always say you are the strongest warrior in the tribe?
I want to see just how strong you really are!”
He had been unconvinced for many years.
In the end, after discussion among the hunting team members, the Braicow were split fifty-fifty between Tiye and Oyu, which finally managed to barely stop the conflict from spreading further.
Tiye was in a very bad mood.
He carried the captured prey dejectedly in his mouth while gloomily flicking his thick long black striped tail as he walked.
His entire journey was filled with silent frustration.
After calming down, Tiye suddenly thought of Si Bai and a strong sense of loneliness and disappointment surged within him.
He had not brought back anything good for Si Bai this time.
What was he supposed to do.
A thick dark shadow seemed to linger over the large yellow tiger as if it were trapped under a heavy storm, soaking his heart in cold despair.
Compared to him, Oyu appeared much more relaxed.
Although he had suffered a beating that he had brought upon himself, compared to the Braicow meat, and the thought of that cold and indifferent but deeply captivating sub-beastman that kept appearing in his mind, he felt that all the beating was worth it.
Sub-beastman all liked Braicow meat.
If he gave all the Braicow meat he obtained to that sub-beastman, he would definitely come to like him.
His imagination opened up into a beautiful fantasy, intoxicating and sweet.
Oyu could not help covering half his face with his paw, walking behind the group while happily swishing his tail and laughing foolishly.
What an idiot.
Tiye’s eyes burned with faint traces of fighting intent.
He could not help but turn back and curse at the foolish culprit who was smiling like that.
Imagine a giant white tiger walking behind you, lost in thought and grinning foolishly, with the corners of his mouth stretched into an unnaturally wide smile.
Anyone with a weak heart would probably be scared half to death the moment they turned around.
Idiot.
Fortunately, Tiye did not know that Oyu was actually fantasizing about his precious Si Bai.
He only felt pure anger and irritation.
While inwardly cursing Oyu’s ancestors for eighteen generations, he quickly sped off ahead.
The large yellow tiger disdainfully threw the “fairly divided” half portion of Braicow meat onto his back, lifted his chin slightly, and gave the white tiger behind him a contemptuous snort.
Then he shot forward out of the group and disappeared into the forest ahead, several hundred meters in front.
He originally planned to leave the hunting team early so he would not have to see certain unpleasant individuals.
However, not long after leaving the group, the large yellow tiger was suddenly drawn by something ahead.
Above a lush green tropical tree, clusters of bright red fruits had just reached ripeness.
The flesh was full and heavy, hanging down as if ready to fall at any moment.
Good stuff.
Si Bai would definitely like to eat this.
The amber eyes of the large yellow tiger suddenly lit up as if life had been given new hope.
It paced beneath the tree for a few steps, then set down the prey on its back.
After stepping back twice, it suddenly pushed off powerfully with its hind legs and leapt two to three meters up the tree trunk.
These trees were likely decades old.
The trunks were extremely thick, like oversized water barrels filled with liquid.
A slight natural curve in the middle of the trunk was just enough to bear the weight of the climbing tiger.
The bark was rough and jagged, full of coarse cracks.
The tiger’s sharp and sturdy claws skillfully used the friction, and at the limit of its climbing ability, it stretched forward, grabbed a cluster of fruits with its mouth, and leapt back down the tree in one swift motion.
The entire process was extremely fast and agile, astonishing to witness.
Its movements were so light and graceful that it did not feel like a tiger at all, but rather a nimble leopard.
After landing smoothly, Tiye gave a proud snort.
But when he casually glanced downward, he noticed several small saplings growing from the base of the large tropical tree.
They seemed newly sprouted, thin and fragile, with tender young leaves.
The big tiger hesitated for only a couple of seconds, then dropped the fruit from his mouth and walked over to the saplings.
He crouched down and began digging carefully with his front paws, his body slightly tilted as he worked with an extremely serious and focused expression.
Yes, digging.
Tiye carefully dug out all of the small saplings.
He even thoughtfully trimmed away some withered leaves, making sure the roots were wrapped in moist dark soil to increase their chances of survival.
Tiye’s brows curved slightly, and the earlier frustration and anger disappeared without a trace.
Why had he not thought of this before?
In the future, he could plant more saplings and grow them all in front of his house.
That way, Si Bai would be able to eat fresh and juicy fruit every day without even leaving home.
In the blink of an eye, Tiye transformed into human form and immediately tied up all of his Braicow meat, tree saplings, and fruits together, dividing them into three bundles.
While humming a small tune passed down from the tribe’s beast ancestors, he carried heavy loads on both arms and his back, heading home.
He had already been away from home for two days.
He wondered if Si Bai was getting used to eating at Lord Bayar’s place.
Was he living comfortably?
Was he happy?