The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 137 Slap in the face
As Bai Wanwan walked out, all the orcs turned their eyes towards her, and then... their eyes froze.

The males' eyes became fiery, while the females even forgot about jealousy and just stared blankly at the beautiful dress on Bai Wanwan.

As she moved, the thin purple gauze reflected a faint glow in the sunlight.

The males of the Golden Lion Tribe were stunned. They didn't know how to describe the beauty of this female. They only knew that this female named Bai Wanwan was more beautiful than the most beautiful female in their tribe!

Zhuo Ling was extremely surprised to see Bai Wanwan like this, and her face showed a lot of wonderful expressions.

The skirts she tore off were very ordinary. Compared to the beautiful skirts she kept at home as treasures, the one on Bai Wanwan seemed too crude...

Even Jin Yi couldn't get her such a beautiful dress, so why did Bai Wanwan have one? What's the origin of Bai Wanwan's beastly husband?
Bai Wanwan faced everyone's gaze and walked to the center with confidence.

Smiling, he asked the females present, "Does it look good?"

Mu Zhi came back to his senses, forced his eyes away from her skirt, and snorted heavily, "It's so ugly!"

"Really?" Bai Wanwan curled her lips. "I thought you guys liked it and were wondering who to give it to!"

Muzhi, who had just looked disdainful, immediately turned around and said flatteringly with sparkling eyes: "I like it, give it to me!"

Bai Wanwan glanced at her lazily and said, "You already said it's not pretty, why should I give it to you?"

"Bai Wanwan!" Muzhi stomped her feet in anger.

Bai Wanwan turned her gaze towards the other females. Before she could ask any questions, all of them seemed to have put aside their grudges against her and smiled warmly, "Wanwan, your skirt is so beautiful! It's the most beautiful skirt I've ever seen."

"That's right, it's much more beautiful than the dress that the Young Clan Leader of the Golden Lions gave to Zhuo Ling..."

Zhuo Ling's face almost turned green.

Why does this happen?

It was obviously her skirt that was ruined, and all the orcs blamed Bai Wanwan and asked her to compensate them. Everyone seemed to have forgotten what happened just now and instead started praising Bai Wanwan?

Even Mu Shan temporarily put aside her grudge with Bai Wanwan and praised with a stiff expression, "It looks great, I like it too, give me one."

Bai Wanwan looked at Mu Shan like she was an idiot. "Who are you? What's your relationship with me? Why should I give you a ride?"

Mu Shan was stunned. "Bai Wanwan, didn't you say that if I like something, you'll give it to me?"

"I didn't say I'd give it to you if you like it."

"Then who are you going to give it to?" Mu Shan asked unconvinced.

In the entire tribe, except for Zhuo Ling, her family is large and her fertility is good.

If not her, who should I give it to?
Bai Wanwan had already set the mood to this point. She turned her gaze and fell on Zhuo Ling, who had been silent and trying hard to suppress his emotions.

In fact, Bai Wanwan knew very well that Zhuo Ling was feeling uncomfortable.

After all, she had dug such a big hole for herself to fall into, but she ended up messing up the situation herself and failed to achieve the effect she expected.

But she had to maintain her image and couldn't attack herself for the time being. Zhuo Ling must be furious.

As if Bai Wanwan still felt that it wasn't enough, she smiled at Zhuo Ling and asked, "Zhuo Ling, do you think my skirt looks good?"

The expression on Zhuo Ling's face was about to collapse.

Bai Wanwan saw the corners of her mouth twitching twice, and laughed in her heart: After all, she is still an orc, she has some brains... but not much.

"It's... beautiful." Zhuo Ling took a deep breath. "But, Wanwan, you have such a beautiful skirt, why did you tear off my skirt?"

Zhuo Ling raised the question again to draw everyone's attention back.

Bai Wanwan blinked, "Yes! I have such a beautiful skirt, why should I destroy your skirt? Look... this skirt is so beautiful, I am willing to give it to you, do you think I will be jealous of your ordinary skirts?" This was undoubtedly a slap in Zhuo Ling's face.

While scolding Zhuo Ling for not wanting to give her the beautiful dress and only giving her ugly dresses, she also said that she had better ones and could even give them away as gifts. She was much more generous than Zhuo Ling.

Zhuo Ling's face finally couldn't hold back anymore and turned pale and blue.

Bai Wanwan smiled and handed the skirt to her. "I don't know who ruined your skirt. I know you feel bad. Isn't this skirt beautiful? Do you like it?"

Zhuo Ling looked at the blue gauze skirt in front of her, which was shining and very beautiful.

She couldn't help but raised her hand.

Bai Wanwan continued, "Here you go! I have a lot of skirts like this. If your ugly skirts are torn, just wear mine!"

These words made Zhuo Ling quickly retract the hand she had extended.

If she took Bai Wanwan's skirt today, the females in the tribe would laugh at her in the future.

Every time Jin Yi sent her something, it was her happiest day. The females in the tribe could only envy her.

But this time, because of the skirt Bai Wanwan took out, the things Jin Yi gave her seemed worthless.

"I don't want it, you wear it yourself." Her tone was completely out of control, losing her usual gentleness.

"But your ugly skirt is torn..."

She kept calling it "ugly skirt", which made Zhuo Ling feel like her face was being stepped on.

She hurriedly turned to the clan leader and said, "Clan leader, the skirt incident must have been a misunderstanding. I'm going back first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Her beastly husband also turned and left.

Bai Wanwan stared at their departing backs with a smile, and as if that wasn't enough, she greeted the males of the Golden Lion Tribe who were about to leave.

"Wait a minute, take these tattered ugly skirts away. They're an eyesore to me."

Zhuo Ling, who was walking in front, seemed to be walking faster.

The females around were still staring at the skirt in Bai Wanwan's hand. Mu Zhi shamelessly approached and said to Bai Wanwan with a smile, "Wanwan, I really like this skirt. Zhuo Ling doesn't want it, so you can give it to me."

How big is her face?
I couldn't bear to buy an extra one, but she still wanted it!
"How can that be? Zhuo Ling gave me four skirts. I prepared this skirt for her. I will give it to her next time."

"She has so many skirts, why would she need one?" Muzhi looked at her eagerly.

"There are a lot of ugly dresses, but none of them are as pretty as mine!"

Bai Wanwan continued to rub salt into Zhuo Ling's wounds, but unfortunately Zhuo Ling couldn't hear her.

"Wanwan, I will never bully you again. I want to be your friend. Please give me the skirt, okay?"

Muzhi was so shameless for a skirt that she even took the initiative to hold Bai Wanwan's arm.

Bai Wanwan immediately pulled her hand back, "You're never going to bully me again? Why don't you try bullying me first?"

After saying that, he turned around and walked back holding Shihua's hand.

Shi Hua was stunned. "Sister, were you really planning to give this beautiful dress to Zhuo Ling?"

(End of this chapter)