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

Chapter 704 Conflict Between Brothers
As night gradually fell, her children remained missing.

"How...how come there's been no news for so long..." she murmured unconsciously, her fingertips digging deep into her palms, leaving several clear, crescent-shaped red marks.

She felt no pain at all; her attention was entirely focused on the darkness outside the window.

She couldn't calm down and kept pacing back and forth at the front door.

The footsteps sounded exceptionally clear in the silent stone house, chaotic and disorderly, completely revealing her inner unease.

When she looked out the window for what seemed like the umpteenth time, finally!

Through the dense snow curtain, several blurry yet familiar tall figures appeared faintly.

Bai Wanwan's heart skipped a beat. Almost at the same moment, as if injected with strength, she rushed to the door and forcefully pulled open the heavy door with a "whoosh".

Instantly, an extremely fierce gust of cold wind, carrying snowflakes, seemed to find an outlet and violently poured in. The icy, bone-chilling air rushed towards her, making her long hair dance wildly and her clothes cling tightly to her body. She couldn't help but shiver violently and gasp for breath.

Almost immediately, a tall figure exuding a cool and aloof aura appeared beside her.

Jiaoyin stretched out his long arm and, without saying a word, pulled the shivering woman tightly into his embrace. He then quickly and thoroughly wrapped her in his thick, wide animal-hide cloak, blocking out most of the chill from outside.

"I'm not cold," Bai Wanwan said, looking up quickly from his warm embrace, her gaze fixed intently on the figures approaching in the darkness outside the door. "They're back!"

As they spoke, the figures trudged steadily through the snow to a spot where the light could reach the doorway.

With her back to the warm, bright light source inside the room, Bai Wanwan stood in the light, and for a moment she couldn't see their specific expressions clearly in the backlight. She could only recognize their familiar and incredibly reliable outlines.

"Where are the children?" She didn't care about anything else and immediately called out, her voice filled with undisguised urgency and worry. "Have they been found? Are they all safe?"

Zhu Xiu, who was walking at the front, stepped onto the steps first, his tall figure almost blocking out most of the wind and snow.

He didn't answer immediately, but stepped forward, reached out and precisely grasped her still-cold hand that was exposed outside her fur cloak, and rubbed it hard, trying to transfer some warmth.

Then he turned his head, glaring sternly at the few half-grown boys following behind, who now looked particularly dejected, and said in a deep voice:
"We found them. What if they get cold because of these kids?"

After glaring at the brat, his gaze softened considerably when he looked at Bai Wanwan. "It's cold here, don't catch a cold. Let's go inside first."

Only then, as Zhu Xiu stepped aside and the other beastmen approached, did Bai Wanwan truly see that among the several tall and robust adult males, the half-grown cubs who had kept her on tenterhooks for almost the entire day were all there.

Although they were all covered in mud and snow, looking disheveled and with their heads down, not daring to look at her, they were indeed all standing there unharmed.

The heavy, cold boulder that had been hanging in my heart finally fell to the ground with a thud.

A surge of emotion—a mixture of lingering fear, relief, and the joy of regaining what she had lost—instantly overwhelmed her forced composure, causing her eyes to well up with tears.

She let out a long, almost silent sigh.

Her body relaxed, and she stopped resisting, allowing the beastmen around her to carefully surround and protect her as they returned to the warm and bright house.

Bai Wanwan looked at their pale little faces from the cold. Although she was eager to teach them a lesson, she was worried that they would catch a cold. "Go take a hot bath first, then have some hot soup before we talk about anything else."

The cubs didn't dare to utter a sound, but as they passed the house, they all glared at the little lion cub who had betrayed them.

The little lion cub shrank his neck, feeling both scared and doubtful: Had he done something wrong?
The chieftain witnessed this scene, and his eyes sharpened, his anger flaring up instantly.

Without saying a word, he grabbed his stubborn tiger cub and smacked it twice on the sturdy back, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "You made a mistake and don't know how to admit it, and you even dare to glare at your little brother? Who taught you manners!"

The chieftain staggered from the blow, but stubbornly straightened his back. Instead of admitting his mistake, he roared with red eyes, "He's a traitor! We agreed not to tell the father beast and the mother beast!"

Bai Wanwan felt a headache coming on as she watched this scene.

The children have grown up, developed their own ideas and thoughts, and conflicts between the brothers have begun to emerge.

If not handled properly, it can easily damage the relationship between siblings.

Seeing that the chieftain's anger was growing and he was about to hit the boy again, Bai Wanwan sighed and stepped forward to gently pull his arm: "Wait a minute."

Chief Rong turned to look at her, his brows furrowed: "Wanwan, this little brat has made such a big mistake and still doesn't know how to repent, pushing the blame onto his younger brother. I can't just ignore this!"

“It’s not that I don’t want you to interfere,” Bai Wanwan softened her tone, looking at him calmly, “but if you hit him in anger like this, he’ll only become more stubborn and won’t listen to reason at all. Calm down first, go outside and wait for me for a while, let me talk to them first, okay?”

Looking at his wife's determined eyes, and then at the other cubs who were terrified and cowering with their heads down, Chief Rong took a deep breath, finally let go of her hand, glared at his own cub, and strode out.

The room suddenly became quiet.

The other kids who ran out with them were all dejected and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Bai Wanwan first dismissed them all, leaving only the tattletale lion cub Jin Lin and the stubborn tiger cub Qiu Yuan behind.

After being accused by his older brother, the little lion cub Jinlin felt wronged and uneasy. He felt as if he really was wrong. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he stood timidly to the side, clutching the hem of his animal skin skirt tightly with his little hands.

Bai Wanwan's heart softened when she saw his pitiful appearance.

She beckoned to him, her voice extremely soft: "Xiao Lin, come to Mommy."

The little lion cub thought his mother was going to scold him, so he walked over hesitantly, his little face full of anxiety.

Unexpectedly, he was greeted by a warm and reassuring embrace.

The familiar, sweet scent wafted from his mother, and the pent-up grievances he had been holding back instantly burst forth. He burst into tears, as if he wanted to cry out all his fear and anxiety.

Bai Wanwan didn't stop him, but gently patted his back, letting his tears soak her clothes.

Seeing this, the chieftain next to him curled his lip in displeasure and muttered under his breath, "He just knows how to play the victim and gain sympathy!"

(End of this chapter)