Chapter 207 (1/2)

A’Mang’s words made the savages laugh.

“We all used to think it was a joke by A’Mang before. But now after seeing this woman, we all believe it!”

Nan Xun listened to these savages joking with each other and her courage suddenly swelled. She rode on A’Mang’s neck, gently pulled his ear, and scolded smilingly, “I’m really ashamed. This kind of thing was said everywhere.”

A’Mang grabbed her naughty hand and kissed it. He laughed and said, “I just wanted everyone to know that the woman I traded for is far more expensive than those things!”

Nan Xun secretly pulled a handful of his hair and blushed.

After walking through the open area, their group came upon a dense thicket. A’Mang reluctantly put her down from his neck.

Nan Xun twisted his arm, leaned over, and scolded with a smile, “Were you afraid that I’ll break your neck, ah?”

A’Mang bit her ear, and said in a hoarse voice, “My Little Wild Leopard, do you want to break it? Then go back to my cave and I’ll let you ride until you have enough.”

Nan Xun directly said one word: “Roll~”

The cannibals’ physical fitness was indeed much better than the average person. They could run fast in the jungle and perfectly maneuver between the twists and turns of the overlaid branches. Their strong bodies were extremely flexible.

It took only six days for the group to return to the cannibal tribe. Nan Xun couldn’t help but suspect that if they weren’t being considerate of her, they would have arrived much faster— even though Nan Xun felt she walked fast enough and didn’t seem to be holding them back.

As soon as they returned to the tribe, A’Mang and the others were enthusiastically welcomed by the rest of the cannibals.

All the men and the few women there looked at Nan Xun, examining her unscrupulously.

The fact that the new Patriarch wanted to trade 20 pieces of wool for a woman was widely spread throughout the tribe. All these skins were hunted by the new Patriarch alone. At that time, the new Patriarch was eager to gain them and hunted beasts day and night.

He was the most powerful warrior in the tribe. He could kill the fiercest of beasts on his own, but they didn’t understand why the young Patriarch suddenly wanted to hunt so desperately. Many of the beasts’ bodies rotted before they could be eaten. It was a pity.

It wasn’t until the new Patriarch stripped the skins and tied them up that the clan understood his intention.

They really couldn’t imagine how precious a woman was, that she was worth exchanging 20 wool animal skins for!

Now they finally got to see that she was nothing special. She had a nose and mouth. At most, she was more beautiful than most women. The chest was relatively large, the waist thin, the legs straight, and the skin was fair. She looked healthy and beautiful.

A’Mang waved his hand and let his brothers go back and rest. Then he held Nan Xun, and hurried back into his cave princess style.

Behind them was the clansmen’s tacit laughter, making Nan Xun bite A’Mang’s shoulder.

Fuck, his skin is so hard that I have a toothache.

Shortly after A’Mang became the new Patriarch, he was given a large cave with a big polished stone as a table. In one corner were several stone knifes, stone axes, and two spears. On the wall were five or six fluffy animal skins.

On the other side, a thick layer of hay was laid near the stone wall, covered by at least two smooth animal skins. At one end of the makeshift bed was three or four fur skirts neatly stacked, thin and thick.

A’Mang couldn’t wait to press Nan Xun on the animal skin bed. After slightly pulling with his big palm, Nan Xun’s little underwear and skirt fell apart.

“Asshole, you ripped my underwear and skirt— oh!”

Nan Xun’s mouth was blocked.