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

Chapter 706 Not Forgiving

Chief Yuan was no longer an ignorant little cub; he listened to his mother's words and lowered his head further and further.

But slowly, those eyes gradually became clear and resolute.

When he raised his head again, he seemed to have grown up all of a sudden.

"Mom, I understand."

Bai Wanwan didn't lecture her any further; she knew the importance of knowing when to stop.

She smiled with satisfaction, leaned over, and affectionately rubbed her cheek against her son's still boyish face.

"Mommy's baby is so good. Now that you understand, go outside and explain things clearly to Father Beast. Bravely admit what you did wrong, okay?"

Chief Yuan pursed his lips. For someone as strong-willed as him, admitting his mistakes was indeed difficult.

But looking into his mother's trusting and encouraging eyes, his heart warmed, and his awkwardness suddenly dissipated.

He nodded again, his voice soft but clear and strong: "Yes! I will, Mom."

After this period of time, both father and son's emotions have stabilized considerably.

Although the chieftain still looked serious, he didn't attack again when his son came to him on his own initiative.

Chief Yuan took a deep breath, straightened his still somewhat thin back, and walked to the father beast Chief Rong, who had been sitting not far away with a sullen face and a low aura.

He raised his head, his gaze no longer darting away, and with sincere remorse and determination, he said clearly, "Father, I was wrong. I shouldn't have taken my brothers out without proper preparation and assessment of the danger. I shouldn't have been so unrepentant after making a mistake and even blamed my brothers who care about us. I've made you and Mom worry."

The chieftain's deep and sharp gaze fell on him. Seeing his tense but no longer stubborn and evasive eyes, and listening to his clear and logical apology, the anger that had been simmering in his chest for a long time seemed to be suddenly extinguished, and he could no longer vent it.

He remained silent for a moment, a brief silence that made Qiu Yuan's heart leap into his throat.

However, the expected rebuke did not come.

The chieftain extended his broad, rough hand and patted the young boy's still-tender but already quite strong shoulder heavily. Although his tone remained serious, beneath that sternness lay approval and expectation:

“It’s good that you know you’re wrong. You’re the older brother, the one your younger siblings look up to.” His voice was deep and powerful, carrying the weight of a tribal chief. “Precisely because you’re the older brother, you shouldn’t make mistakes so easily. What you need to do is set an example of courage, caution, and responsibility for them. Think things through, be more careful, and make fewer mistakes so you can better protect the people you want to protect in the future, including your younger siblings and your mother.”

These words were no longer mere reproach, but rather a heavy weight of responsibility and expectation placed on the shoulders of the chief.

This is the legacy of a father beast, a powerful male of a tribe.

As Qiu Yuan felt the heavy weight on his shoulders and the profound meaning in his father's words, he lowered his head deeply. This time, it was not out of fear or grievance, but because he truly understood the meaning carried by the word "elder brother".

When he looked up again, his gaze was even more determined, and he answered loudly:

"Father, I understand! I will remember your words and do better in the future!"

Seeing the light in his son's eyes—no longer impulsive and adventurous, but calm and responsible—the chieftain's serious face finally softened, and he nodded almost imperceptibly.

Bai Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the atmosphere between the father and son had calmed down. Her gaze inadvertently shifted, sweeping over the tired and pale-faced male in the corner.

His pale face and slightly damp clothes clearly showed that he was doing his best to help her find her babies.

Even though he wasn't the one who found it in the end, she remembered that kindness.

He seems to be feeling increasingly grateful to his family...

But she didn't say anything, she just turned around and went into the kitchen, ladled out the hot soup that was simmering in the pot.

The shadowy figure in the corner had disappeared. Bai Wanwan then divided the hot soup among the beastman and the cub.

He served a bowl and left.

She searched the room for a while before finally finding him by the window in the corridor on the edge of the first floor.

"What are you doing here? Quickly drink a bowl of hot soup to warm yourself up and avoid catching a cold."

Upon hearing her voice, Ember Shadow turned around, his gaze as restrained yet greedy as ever.

"Hmm..." He reached out and took it.

But during the process of receiving it, his knuckles touched her soft fingertips.

That brief moment of lingering made him momentarily dazed, and an impulse that had been suppressed for too long and too deeply surged into his throat.

His eyes were lowered, his voice so low it was almost swallowed by the crackling of the fire, a desperate, tentative question in his voice:
“If there’s a male who loves a female very, very much,” he paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully, or perhaps gathering his courage, “but because… he wanted to protect her, he used what he thought was the right way, which instead caused her a deep misunderstanding, and hurt her… Do you think, if the misunderstanding is later cleared up, she will… forgive him?”

Bai Wanwan was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting him to suddenly ask such a profound and private question.

She looked up at him, the firelight dancing on his sharply defined profile. In those usually restrained eyes, there was now a surge of emotions that she couldn't quite make out, but which she felt were exceptionally heavy.

"Is this male... your friend?" She curled the corners of her lips, trying to lighten the atmosphere and find a foothold to sort out this sudden topic.

Jin Ying's gaze met hers for a moment before quickly shifting away. Staring at the rising steam from the bowl in his hand, he nodded slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly: "I suppose so."

Bai Wanwan pondered for a moment, not giving a comforting answer easily, but thinking seriously, her tone calm but with her own principles: "That depends on what the misunderstanding is, and... how deep and severe the damage that misunderstanding has caused to that female."

She looked up at him with clear eyes, "If his 'silence' or 'self-righteous protection' has indeed caused that female a lot of pain, then I don't know if that female will forgive him."

She paused slightly before giving her answer, clear and firm: "But if it were me, I think... I wouldn't forgive."

Jin Ying's fingers, holding the bowl, tightened almost imperceptibly, her knuckles turning white.

Bai Wanwan didn't notice his subtle change and continued to explain her reasons. Her voice was still gentle, but every word struck Jin Ying's heart like a hammer: "Since there was a misunderstanding, why not tell the other person from the beginning? Choosing to hide it and bear it alone may have its reasons, but making the other person suffer so much without knowing it is itself a form of harm. You agree, right?"

　Clearing up the misunderstanding will take time and won't be easy, so please be patient.

　　(End of this chapter)