"But?" Si Yan also sat up straight.
Dongchi did as well.
Even Wang, who was nonchalantly at one side, listened seriously.
The Ox Beastmen exchanged glances, and finally, an elderly Ox Beastman sat up and said, "Not to keep anything from you, our tribe's excrement possesses healing properties for injuries and damage."
Si Yan: ".........."
To cover Xi Qing with cow dung? He would probably rather die?
The old Ox Beastman paused, cleared his throat, and added, "That's why our tribe's Witch Doctors have some research in treating injuries."
Si Yan immediately perked up again.
The old Ox Beastman continued, "But... our tribe's Witch Doctor didn't survive the recent Scorching Sun Day..."
Si Yan: "..."
Can't you finish what you're saying in one breath???!!!
Si Yan slumped back down, her heart sinking too.
Just when she thought she had found some clues, the outcome turned out to be disappointing.
