"Woo woo..."
The melodious sound of a horn came from afar, accompanied by the sound of waves hitting the ship's sides and the chatter of people, occasionally even some beastly roars.
Underneath the stilt house, there was a relatively low space that the Crocodile Tribe often used to tame some wild beasts and birds.
But under Qing Ye's stilt house, it was connected to a stream and only had some fish inside.
At this moment, Qing Ye was staying in this cramped space.
She had bathed, washed her hair, and changed into clean Beast Hide Clothing, but the hands stained with Fish Scale Fruit juice were impossible to clean, the dark green stains were stubborn and rubbing only faded them slightly but couldn't completely remove them.
As the noise outside grew louder, Qing Ye knew that the Vine Tribe people had arrived.
"Forget it, if it can't be washed off, it can't be washed off. Bloodstains are common during hunting, a bit of Fish Scale Fruit juice, he shouldn't mind, right?"
