"Wandering Beasts are a dangerous group. They prefer to be alone, have an extremely weak sense of community, and are prone to violent outbursts and attacking other Beastmen."
An Jin looked at Mi Yin, who was listing his own kind's faults before her. After a moment of consideration, she beamed at him. "Well, I think you're a good person. Why don't we try a preliminary recruitment? We can see if they can integrate into the tribe before we plan our next move."
Mi Yin's territorial instincts were extremely strong. He had long considered this area his absolute domain and would have killed any other Wandering Beast who dared set foot in it without a second thought.
But in the next second, the female's words—"you're a good person"—left him slightly stunned. A secret joy surged in his heart, and his expression softened considerably.
