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

Chapter 691 Illusion?

He lowered his voice, speaking with a hint of matchmaking in his eyes, and said to his female cub, "Wanwan, that Jinying... doesn't seem to be awake yet? He was so badly injured, all because he was protecting you. Such a good young male is hard to find, you have to take good care of him."

Bai Wanwan could easily understand the implication in her father's words. She coughed lightly, pretending not to understand, and did not continue the conversation.

He reached out and helped Jiao Yuan to sit down on a chair covered with thick animal hide. "Then you sit down and rest for a while. I'll have Yan Lie bring you some food. I'll go check on Jin Ying's condition."

Jiao Yuan then grinned and said, "Alright, go and see for yourself."

Bai Wanwan carried the prepared water and medicine, and gently pushed open the door to Jinying's resting room.

He had regained consciousness and was sitting on the couch. His complexion was slightly better than it had been a few days ago, but the weakness he had suffered from his serious injuries was still obvious.

Hearing the noise, he looked up, his dark gray eyes meeting his gaze.

These eyes...

Bai Wanwan paused almost imperceptibly.

Whenever she met those calm and deep gray eyes, she would be momentarily dazed.

Deep within those eyes, there seemed to be something she was intimately familiar with.

what is it then?

Bai Wanwan tried to recognize him, but what she saw was a focused gaze, and an indescribable tenderness and stubbornness hidden beneath a calm surface.

A figure inexplicably popped into my mind.

That was her first love, Fu Jinshen.

She recalled that in that technologically advanced world, Fu Jinshen sat at a desk piled high with documents, his gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses fixed intently on her, listening to her chatter about the interesting things in her life and studies, a indulgent smile playing on his lips.

She remembered one time she stayed up all night waiting for him to come home, but fell asleep. When she realized he was picking her up, she opened her eyes and saw it was him. She snuggled against him, and after he put her on the bed, she mumbled "hungry." Despite being tired, he rolled up his sleeves and went to make her a midnight snack.

She also recalled how, when he was occasionally overcome with emotion, he would take off his glasses, gently pull her into his arms, press his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling, and his deep eyes seemed to be filled with the stars of the entire night sky as he softly called to her, "Wanwan, you will always be mine!"

Those sweet moments, sealed away by time and belonging to another world, flooded her mind uncontrollably like a tide, stirring a delicate, bittersweet, and wistful feeling in her heart.

They had so many sweet memories together, but it turns out it was all a lie.

"what happened?"

A deep, slightly hoarse voice rang out, like a needle gently piercing the thin membrane of memories.

He deceived himself; even after a six-month separation, he never tried to win her back, and even got engaged to someone else.

Thinking of this, all the beautiful memories that had just come to her mind because of Jin Ying's similar gaze vanished, and the emotions in her eyes were frozen again.

His gaze returned to Jin Ying, and he stared into Jin Ying's eyes once more.

The more I looked, the more familiar I felt with the emotions in those eyes.

"you……"

"Hmm, you say it..." He gazed at her tenderly, waiting for her to speak.

But she vehemently rejected her own absurd association in her heart.

It's crazy!

Jin Ying is a powerful male of the Elephant Clan, a native beastman of this world. How could he possibly be Fu Jinshen from modern society? It's just that there's a slight, inexplicable similarity in their eyes. It must be an illusion caused by the unease caused by having just experienced too many things.

She quickly composed herself, adopting the perfectly measured, calm expression befitting a doctor, and approached him, asking in a natural tone, trying to cover up her earlier lapse in composure: "It's nothing. How are you feeling today? Has the wound scabbed over? Does it still hurt?"

As she spoke, she approached him, her gaze sweeping over the bandages wrapped around his chest.

If any problems arise, the system should be scanned immediately to identify and address the issue.

However, Ember did not answer her question immediately.

His eyes were fixed on her, as if he didn't want to miss any subtle change in her face.

A faint glint seemed to flicker in his eyes, carrying a cautious, searching quality. His voice was a few decibels lower than before as he slowly asked:
"You...are you concerned about me?"

Despite his best efforts to conceal it and make his tone sound calm and even, Bai Wanwan still keenly caught a hint of barely suppressed joy and... a deep sense of anticipation hidden beneath his words.

This made her feel uneasy, and a thought that had vaguely surfaced before became clear again: Jin Ying... could it be because of her that he unhesitatingly used his body to shield Zhu Xiu and the others from that fatal blow in such a critical moment?
This realization weighed heavily on her mind.

Her gratitude was beyond question; he had saved her beastly husbands, which was tantamount to saving half her life.

But... she already has Zhu Xiu, Qiu Rong, Jin Yi, Yan Lie, Hua Han, Xin Feng, Yin Ze, and Jiao Yin who just returned...

Her heart had been divided into many pieces.

She lowered her eyelashes, avoiding his overly direct and expectant gaze, pretending not to notice the deeper meaning in his words, and replied in a businesslike, polite, and grateful tone: "You almost lost your life to save us, and I am extremely grateful. We will repay you for anything you need in the future."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "If you feel unwell anywhere, I will take care of it for you as soon as possible, hoping to help you recover quickly."

Her voice was clear and calm, as if drawing a clear dividing line between the two of them—gratitude, and nothing else.

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room.

Bai Wanwan could almost feel the light that had just appeared in the male's eyes dimming rapidly and visibly, like a candle flame blown out by the wind.

The aura that had been subtly emanating from him, which had become more vibrant with her arrival, seemed to instantly subside and recede.

He remained silent for a long time, simply gazing at her with a deep and heavy look that made her feel somewhat burdened.

Perhaps because their eyes were too similar, she deliberately avoided them, not wanting to meet their gaze.

Just as she was about to check and leave, Ember Shadow suddenly moved.

He propped himself up slightly, a simple movement that seemed to aggravate his wound, causing him to furrow his brow almost imperceptibly. But he persisted, leaning slightly toward her to close the distance a little.

His voice regained its previous calmness, even carrying a hint of detachment, yet it reached her ears with unparalleled clarity:

"Then could you please check my injuries and reapply some medicine?"

He didn't reveal any further emotion, as if the expectation and disappointment he felt just moments before were merely her illusion.

I looked at him carefully for a moment and noticed that he had already turned his head away, so he must have understood what I meant.

A man like him wouldn't be like Yan Lie; he has his own pride and dignity.

She breathed a sigh of relief and placed her fingers on the bandage on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)