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

Chapter 728 Punishment
Bai Wanwan sensed a softening in his tone and a hint of... something else.

She tilted her head back, trying to meet his eyes even in the dim light, her tone incredibly serious, filled with sincere remorse: "Yes. I was wrong this time, terribly wrong. You said it, so I'll accept the punishment. As long as you can calm me down, you can punish me however you want."

Chief Rong clearly sensed the sincerity in her words and knew that she was not just being perfunctory.

She genuinely realized the problem and was truly willing to accept punishment to make amends.

He took a barely audible deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly.

Looking at her face, so close to his, so beautiful in the dim light, he was torn by a fierce internal struggle.

Should we really punish her? And how should we punish her?

You can't bear to scold or beat him, and you can't bear to ignore him... He can't stand it first.

In the end, isn't it him who feels the most heartache and sadness?

His eyes were dark and deep, like the darkest night, within which some emotion was surging and flashing violently.

After a long pause, he squeezed out two words from deep in his throat, his voice hoarse with an almost honed quality:

"Are you really going to accept the punishment?"

Bai Wanwan pursed her slightly dry lips.

His tone and the burning heat of his hand on her waist gave her a sense that this "punishment" might not be so simple.

But she had already spoken, and she genuinely wanted to dispel the resentment in his heart.

She gritted her teeth, nodded forcefully, and said in a soft but firm voice, "Yes, I accept the punishment."

"Alright." The chieftain's voice suddenly deepened, becoming crystal clear in the silent night:
"Lie down."

The chieftain's deep and clear "Lie down" stirred an invisible ripple in the quiet bedroom.

Bai Wanwan's heartbeat suddenly became erratic. Why did she have to lie down?

"What? You're going back on your word?" The chieftain's voice came from above.

Bai Wanwan coughed lightly, and even though she felt a little ashamed, she still lay down.

Her back was slightly tense from nervousness, and her delicate chin rested on her arm. "How exactly are you going to punish me?"

The chief didn't answer her immediately, but she could feel the bed behind her sink again; the chief had adjusted his position.

His intensely perceptible gaze, as if it were a physical presence, fell upon her, making every inch of her skin tremble with sensitivity.

A silent tension filled the air, a mixture of the night's chill and the familiar masculine scent emanating from him.

Then, a warm hand gently landed on her lower back, the calloused fingertips first soothingly stroking her tense spine.

The sensation made Bai Wanwan flinch, and her goosebumps stood on end.

Then, the hand left.

After a brief pause.

Snapped!
A crisp yet restrained soft sound stood out clearly in the silence.

It wasn't a real blow, but more like a pat with a warning tone, the force just right, enough for her to clearly feel, but without causing real pain.

The object landed on her buttocks, which were naturally slightly raised due to her prone position and covered by soft, thin nightgown.

Caught off guard, Bai Wanwan let out a short, muffled groan.

However, the sound was not a pure cry of pain. Instead, it was slightly altered by surprise, shame, and an indescribable, strange sensation, with a soft, trembling quality at the end that she herself was unaware of.

Like a pebble thrown into a still lake, it stirred up ripples that made her heart race and her body go weak.

The heat quickly spread from the small patch of skin that had been slapped, burning throughout her entire body. She shifted uncomfortably.

"Lie down."

The chieftain's deep voice sounded from behind, revealing no emotion, but Bai Wanwan keenly caught a trace of suppressed, muffled emotion.

"Be gentle," she said softly, with a hint of shame in her voice.

I've never been spanked in my life, and the best part is, it didn't hurt; it even made my butt feel numb.

This "punishment" even made them so flustered that they could barely think straight.

"Smack." Another smack landed on the other side, with the same force and in the same spot.

This time, Bai Wanwan's voice was a little louder.

The slight tap seemed to carry an electric current, coursing through her spine, making her waist go limp. She instinctively wanted to curl up, but was held in place by some invisible force.

Her cheeks were burning hot, and she buried her face even deeper into her arms. What was the chieftain doing?

It would be better to just give her a quick death.

The chieftain had obviously also heard her altered, soft, nasal hum.

He gave a barely audible snort, a sound that carried an even stronger, more complex emotion that had been ignited.

He was angry that she didn't learn her lesson, and annoyed that even though he was furious, he couldn't bring himself to be truly ruthless towards her; instead, he was provoked into a raging fire.

The rhythm of the light taps, which were originally punitive and regular and restrained, has subtly changed.

The intervals between the falls became shorter, and the force seemed to have increased slightly, but it was still under his absolute control. It was more like flirting than punishment.

The soft sounds continued in the silence, each one causing Bai Wanwan's body to tremble slightly, and a soft, fragmented inhalation escaping her throat.

She felt like a piece of honey being slowly roasted over a low flame, her body weak and hot, her mind becoming hazy.

Finally, after one slap, the chieftain's hand did not rise and fall again.

The scorching palm pressed firmly against her slightly burning spot, which had just endured "punishment," with an irresistible force, and then suddenly exerted force.

"what!"

Bai Wanwan cried out in surprise. In a dizzying moment, she was flipped over by a powerful force, turning from a prone position to a supine one.

The next second, a heavy and hot male body pressed down on her, carrying the scent of an impending storm, trapping her firmly between himself and the bed.

In the dim light, she met the chieftain's eyes.

Those usually calm and sharp deep eyes were now like a storm brewing in the night sky, churning with dark emotions that were so intense they seemed impossible to dispel. There was lingering anger, suppressed desire, and even a kind of fierce yet profound affection.

"Now, have you remembered?"

His voice was hoarse beyond recognition, and his hot breath sprayed onto her face, their noses almost touching.

Bai Wanwan's heart pounded like a drum, her whole body went limp and she could only nod instinctively, her eyes watery and misty as she looked at him.

This sight completely shattered the chieftain's last shred of restraint.

He let out a low groan, and without any further hesitation, he lowered his head and fiercely captured her slightly parted, sweet-smelling lips.

It swept in like a storm, carrying the implication of punishment and the uncontrollable passion of masculinity.

He forcefully pried open her teeth, wantonly plundering every inch of sweetness in her mouth, entangled with her tongue that had nowhere to escape, his force so heavy it seemed he wanted to devour her whole.

(End of this chapter)