I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

A few days later, Su Tang and Patrick met eyes.

Su Tang seriously suspected that this old man appeared because he had run out of food.

When they parted, the amount of food Su Tang prepared for them, even with the little guy, was enough to last them at least ten days.

It’s only been a few days and he has already finished all the food.

This is not Patrick's fault. After all, he had been hungry for so long, and the food he had before couldn't even make him half full.

In order to quickly restore his strength, he could only consume a large amount of food.

When I first met Erlan, his strength had dropped to eight stars. After eating the beast, he barely recovered to the level of Beast King.

To get back to your peak form, you have to continue eating a lot of food.

"Hey, you little female, don't you welcome an old man like me?"

Patrick was puffing and glaring. After just a few days of not seeing him, Su Tang felt that he seemed to have become a lot stronger.

Su Tang did not shrink back or be submissive because of his nine-star strength.

"Why did you come here after you finished eating the food? Or do you want to help us kill the Beast King?"

She supported her chin with her hand and thought about it over and over again, but she couldn't understand what was going on in these orcs' brains.

I have never seen so many people rushing to die.

Su Tang didn't believe it at all, and almost said directly, "Don't come here to die." His expression really irritated Patrick.

He is the real Beast King!

There are definitely no more than forty beast kings left in the Filthy Blood Race, and he is one of them.

This kid who knows nothing actually looks down on him!

"You little female, why do you look down on me, an old man?"

Su Tang said "Oh" and turned to look at the busy Erlan.

Patrick had a brilliant life. When he was young, he was also the top genius in the tribe. Countless females threw their wings to him to court him.

But today, I was looked down upon by a little brat!

He stroked his beard and suddenly felt the soles of his feet were itchy, so he reached his hands into the cracks between his feet and scratched them.

"He's just a beast king! You make it sound like a big deal."

Su Tang said gloomily, "Yeah, he's just a beast king. Even a nine-star beastman like you will be the same as us if you go there."

"Who told you that I'm a nine-star? Don't I look like a beast king?"

For the first time, Patrick hoped that someone would be able to guess his strength.

"What?!" Su Tang's voice rose a few notches, and even the busy Erlan looked at Patrick in disbelief.

"You are the Beast King?!"

The old man sitting opposite had fluffy and tangled hair. He had just reached out his hands to pick his dirty feet, and after picking his feet, he didn't feel disgusted and just wiped them on his clothes.

Patrick became even angrier for no reason, and his nose started to itch again, so he extended the hand that had been cleaning his feet to the wing of his nose.

Just as Su Tang was speechless, he changed his finger and started picking his nostrils. After digging for a while, he wiped it on his clothes.

Not to mention Su Tang, even Erlan didn't believe it!

This thing, you tell her, is the Beast King?

Is the beast king of the dirty-blood race so dirty?

"Forget it, you ignorant brats, you don't know the Beast King, I understand as an old man!"

Su Tang and Erlan looked at each other and understood what each other meant.

Disdain and disbelief.

Even Erlan didn't understand why the Beast King of their Filthy Blood Race would be such a strange person.

"Are you...really the Beast King?" Su Tang asked tentatively.

Patrick was really fed up with answering this. Really, in this day and age, if you say you are the King of Beasts, no one will believe you?

It’s not that no one believed it, it’s just that no one believed that someone who looked like him could be the Beast King.

"It doesn't look like it!"

Su Tang shook his head. "You, the Beast King, are living such a miserable life? It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

After glancing at Su Tang, Patrick was speechless for a moment, then waved his hands impatiently.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Wow, that expression? Is there any information?

Su Tang quickly poured him a glass of water, and Patrick took it and gave her an appreciative look.

"Tell me, how can we understand if you don't tell us?"

It had been a long time since Patrick had a chat like this with anyone. With someone to support him, he was naturally happy to continue talking.

"The Temple, you know, right? The six regions report to the Temple every year. As long as the traces of the beast king of the foul-blooded race are found, the Temple will send special personnel to eliminate them. Don't talk about me, look at the entire foul-blooded race, is there any news about a certain beast king?"

"That's not right. What if someone spreads false information? After all, unless you are a Nine Star or a fellow Beast King, you shouldn't be able to detect the other party's strength, right?"

It is easy to check low stars with high stars, but you can only jump one star level with low stars.

"You also know that only Nine Stars and the Beast King can tell whether the other party is the Beast King. The Beast King of the Filthy Blood Race is not a fool. If he is discovered, he will definitely kill him! Since this news can be spread, it means that the other party can escape from the Beast King no matter what. Who would fake such a thing?"

No one can say for sure about this kind of thing. If someone lies about something and destroys a large tribe just to fight for territory, wouldn't that be like killing someone without getting blood on their hands?

As long as an orc with a star level higher than nine speaks out, the temple will never conduct a detailed investigation and will directly send people to clear him out. By then, it is not just one person that will be cleared out, but an entire tribe.

If we say afterwards that the Beast King escaped, who would know the truth?

Who would bother to go into details for the sake of an unrelated tribe?

It’s not that Su Tang thinks people are too vicious, but this world may be even more vicious than she imagined.

"Um... Senior, can I have a drop of your blood?"

Patrick didn't ask Su Tang what she was here for. He simply cut her skin and gave her a drop of his blood.

Su Tang took it and quickly closed his palm so that he couldn't see the blood disappear from his hand.

"I want a drop of his too." She pointed at the little guy rolling the ball on the ground again.

Patrick clicked his tongue, picked up his forelimbs and pricked them with his fingertips. The little guy was confused the whole time, and he still looked dazed until he was put on the ground.

"You are a really strange female. What do you want this blood for?"

"It's a little hobby of collecting." She pretended to be mysterious and continued, "It is said that if you collect the blood of a hundred kinds of dirty blood races, you can summon gods."

"Where did you hear that? You believe this kind of news? Did your tribesmen tell you? Oh, those are just lies to trick the little brats!"

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