Gu Li walked to his designated seat.
Shengyin noticed the most prestigious seat of the Strength Tribe was occupied by the Clan Leader, while the elderly High Priest was assisted by other Beastmen to the seat behind.
Then, something unexpected happened.
The Female Beast of the Fox Clan actually sat on Gu Li’s lap, right in front of everyone.
The Owl Clan is powerful, so their positions were right beside the host, the Strength Tribe.
As the top member of the Owl Clan, Shengyin’s seat was nearly adjacent to Gu Li’s.
By sitting there, Vika was essentially putting herself on equal footing with the High Priest of the Owl Clan.
The Beastmen of the Owl Clan immediately looked displeased.
The leader’s seat represented the status of a tribe. The Strength Tribe’s power was comparable to that of the Owl Clan, so they could tolerate the Clan Leader and High Priest sitting in the same row. But what was that Female Beast? Why should she be considered equal to the High Priest?
Not just the Owl Clan, but several other tribes’ Beastmen also looked displeased.
To them, this act by the Strength Tribe was clearly a show of intimidation toward the other tribes.
Their gazes turned toward the Owl Clan.
As the only tribe on the great plains capable of contending with the Strength Tribe, the Owl Clan was the only one with the right to challenge.
And the people of the Owl Clan were looking toward Shengyin.
The High Priest sitting in the leader’s seat meant that the entire Owl Clan looked up to her.
Actually, on the Owl Clan’s side, many Male Beasts could hardly contain themselves anymore.
Now, Shengyin, in their hearts, had been elevated to almost divine proportions; no one dared show the slightest disrespect to the High Priest!
If Shengyin accepted this situation, it would not only disgrace the Owl Clan in front of all the other tribes but also cause her reputation within her own clan to plummet.
Of course, she could not back down!
So, Shengyin stood up.
In her pale and delicate hand was a finely polished and exquisite staff, topped with a ferociously carved bird,
It was the totem of the Owl Clan, a fierce bird species called the "Spiteful Owl."
Shengyin turned her head and, from a superior position, looked down at the Strength Tribe Chieftain seated below, "What is the meaning of this act by the Strength Tribe?"
Gu Li’s expression shifted momentarily; he was not normally so thoughtless about propriety, and he knew that doing something could easily offend others.
Yet Vika had made him extremely comfortable in bed, and he did not know how he had gotten so carried away by her pestering, agreeing to her, which led to the scene just now.
Seeing as they had already offended everyone, this was not the time to show weakness.
Gu Li put on a carefree demeanor, "This is Vika, my Female Beast, whom I deeply cherish. High Priest Wu Luo of the Owl Clan wouldn’t be so petty, right?"
After he spoke, he seemed to hear the beautiful woman opposite him scoff coldly, but upon closer inspection, her expression appeared unchanged.
The next moment, a burst of white light flashed from Shengyin’s staff, and the throne Gu Li was sitting on, which was reportedly made from the most luxurious and sturdy metal over a long period, shattered into pieces instantly.
Fortunately, his reflexes were good; by grabbing Vika and leaping up at the critical moment, he managed to avoid a comical fall.
But even so, Gu Li, regaining his senses, was still looking at Shengyin in utter shock.
Not just Gu Li, all the tribe’s Beastmen present, even those from the Owl Clan, were staring at Shengyin in astonishment.