Huli chuckled lightly as he looked at the slightly panicked little female in front of him, yet there was no trace of amusement in his eyes.
She gazed up at him, her small face turning a bit pale. There was a hint of pitiful mist in her eyes, and her pretty cheeks were flushed, as was the tip of her nose...
This appearance was the most effective in triggering the compassion of male beastmen, but it was utterly ineffective on him.
The boy's arm was exceptionally strong, and he pulled her into a secluded and uninhabited alley.
No one around.
His pale fingers held her chin, his voice carrying an icy chill, “Speak, what tribe of female are you? Tiger tribe? Wolf tribe? Merfolk tribe? You don't seem like any of them, could it be the Fox tribe?”
Huli initially identified her as a merfolk female at first glance.