Besides, she already had five husbands, and it looked like they would cut this man's dick off if he tried to become number six.
"I'm not standing here because I want to waste time talking nonsense with you… Mr. Tiger," Roxanna said.
Honestly, she didn't know what kind of title she should use for stranger beastkins. In Evil Roxanna's memories, they called each other by their animal names, but Roxanna found that a bit disrespectful.
But she didn't expect a random title made by her—"Mr. Tiger"—would actually make the tiger tribe leader fall silent for a few seconds. His eyes even widened, and he almost dropped the stone sword in his hand.
It wasn't because he was annoyed. Actually, it was the opposite. He looked at her like he just found something cute, dangerously cute. Like the kind of cute that made someone want to pinch her cheeks.
