Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Chapter 193: The Miserable Journey of the Fox Tribe Following One Terrifying Snake

The moment Xuan Long left the fox tribe, the entire entourage of fox beastmen scurried behind him like a long, miserable, trembling tail. His face was so dark, so gloomy, so utterly terrifying that none of them even dared to breathe too loudly.

His aura was so chilling that even the wind didn’t dare blow too loudly.

And the fox tribe beastmen?

They trailed behind him in a perfectly straight line like a clutch of terrified baby chicks following a murderous chicken mother.

If Xuan Long went north... they went north.

If Xuan Long turned east... they immediately skidded east.

If Xuan Long paused for even half a heartbeat ...thirty foxmen nearly tripped over each other trying not to bump into him.

Not because they respected him.

But because they were terrified that if they made him angry, he’d shed his beastman form right there and devour them whole.

And honestly, looking at the icy, stormy expression on his face... it didn’t even feel like an exaggeration.

One young fox whispered, voice trembling, "I-Is he always like this?"

Another smacked him on the head. "Shut up! Don’t talk about him! He’ll hear you."

"He’s in front!"

"He’s a snake! They hear everything!"

Instant silence.

Nobody argued. They just swallowed and looked at Xuan Long’s stiff back, shoulders tense, jaw tight, eyes forward ... all signs of a beastman who was dangerously beyond irritated.

But the reason... ah, the reason made it all worse.

Xuan Long wasn’t angry at them.

He was angry because this was his first time being away from his female for so long.

If it were up to him, he’d have slithered back home immediately, but he doesn’t want to disappoint his female. He clicked his tongue in annoyance at the chatter of beastmen behind them.

A normal man might have called it "escorting."

Xuan Long called it "torture."

By the second hour, his left eye twitched.

By the fourth hour, his patience was fraying.

By the sixth hour, the foxmen noticed that Xuan Long’s aura was thickening to the point that even the air felt heavy.

"B-Brother... His expression darkened again..."

"Did he look even scarier just now? I swear just now his eyes flashed like he wanted to murder someone."

"Stop talking! He’ll kill you first!"

They would have cried if they weren’t so dehydrated from sweating in terror.

At one point Xuan Long abruptly slowed and stepped off from the path.

The fox tribe froze. As they found him suddenly leaving towards a dense bush.

Every foxman immediately panicked.

"He’s leaving! H-He’s going to abandon us!!"

"He’s escaping!!"

"Nooo...!"

They rushed after him like desperate chicks, forming a circle around him at a respectful six-meter distance, all staring with terrified, wide eyes.

Xuan Long’s motion stopped.

Slowly... very slowly... He turned his head back toward them.

His eye twitched.

His murderous aura burst like a tidal wave when he realized he couldn’t even relieve himself freely.

"..."

The fox tribe scrambled backward so fast dust clouds exploded behind them. When they saw what he was doing.

"W-We didn’t see anything!"

"We don’t know anything!"

"We’re just passing by...!"

Xuan Long hissed at them.

All of them fell flat on their faces.

What pitiful creatures, Xuan Long thought coldly. Pitiful and extremely, profoundly annoying.

He relieved himself in peace, though "peace" was perhaps too strong a word when thirty foxmen sat behind bushes trembling like soaked rabbits and then returned to the path.

By the time they reached the Fat Bull Tribe, the old bull tribe leader didn’t even wait for greetings.

He took one look at Xuan Long’s cold, thundercloud expression... and handed them every sack of rice they’d come for.

No negotiations.

No questions.

Not even a grunt of resistance.

He even threw in two extra sacks, muttering, "Take everything you want. Take it all. Please just leave before that snake kills us."

Thus, the exchange was the smoothest their tribe had ever seen.

The foxmen cheered internally, but externally they remained stiff and silent, too scared to show joy in front of Xuan Long.

The rice was divided and loaded onto their backs.

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