Si Yan, having newly acquired a pet, was in good spirits, so the next day when she went up the mountain to gather herbs, she also brought the little black cat along.
In the forest, the little black cat strutted proudly, walking with a light step ahead of a female and two silly dogs.
Seeing Si Yan start to dig up herbs, he leaped onto a tree, looking down arrogantly at these foolish beastmen.
Before long, Si Yan arrived at the place she visited the day before. She had just dug up a herb that clears heat and detoxifies when she heard the sound of a fight nearby once again.
When she went to look, she saw the same scene she had witnessed yesterday.
Several White Eagle beastmen were beating up a small purple snake beastman.
The snake beastman was covered in wounds, with large and small injuries layered upon one another. He looked very weak and was on his last breath. He looked extremely pitiful.
But even with his pitiful state, Si Yan couldn't muster a shred of sympathy.
