I traveled to the beast world and became the scumbag who ran away with the beast king

What can a civilian sub-female do? She can only hand over the recipe obediently to save her own life and that of her friend's sub-female.

The cruel law of the jungle is a truth that everyone in the orc world knows well.

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On the other side, the city guards had already taken Mao Qiu Sanya female into the dungeon.

Niu Dou thought he was just looking for a sub-female, but he didn't expect that after waiting so long for the delicious food, he only received a report from the city guards: "Young City Lord, we have searched all thirteen cities, but we can't find her."

"Have you searched her house?" He was holding a beef dumpling wrapped in green leaves. After tasting the delicious food like sauerkraut stewed meat, the more he chewed it, the less tasted it had.

"We searched but she's not here." The City Guard orc, fearing punishment, immediately added, "We've brought her helpers here. We'll definitely find out where she is."

Before Niu Dou could get angry, Yang Junran volunteered: "Don't be angry, I'll go and take a look myself. I guarantee you'll be able to eat the food you want in a while."

Niu Dou closed the address book, his eyes gloomy. “Hurry up and find her for me. I don’t believe a sub-female can hide anywhere.”

The city guards occupied the entire 36th building in the north area near the city gate, and the dungeon holding the orcs was on the second underground floor.

Behind the iron-embroidered barred gates were rows of filthy cells, a sunlightless underground, and the peculiar smell of decay from years of bloodshed. Even orcs with night vision accustomed to darkness would be frightened.

Yang Junran walked in leisurely with his hands behind his back. The four guards guarding the door of the gloomy dungeon immediately raised their right hands and placed them on their foreheads to salute, then pulled open the iron bars of the dungeon.

The three sub-females of Mao Qiu had their hands hung in the air, their bodies hanging naturally with their feet not touching the ground. Their heads were buried low in their chests, and they trembled all over when they heard the footsteps.

Yang Junran raised his head, his rectangular pupils filled with determination: "Where is Feng Si's sub-female?"

"I, I really don't know..." Mao Qiu said fearfully, "We were just helping her collect the food. She said she would leave it at her doorstep after we received it."

Yang Junran was very dissatisfied with this answer. With a gloomy face, he picked up a black iron whip from the torture instruments on the wall, turned his wrist and swung it at Mao Qiu with a dull, heavy sound.

"Ah-"

Along with the scream, a long bloodstain appeared on Mao Qiu's chest. The clean clothes were torn and blood dripped onto the ground, seeping into the khaki ground and dyeing it dark red.

"A bunch of idiots." Yang Junran cursed.

He dropped the whip in his hand, too lazy to talk to this sub-female, thinking it was cheap. He turned around and ordered an orc standing behind him: "Go and take off her communicator, and then find Feng Si's contact number."

The man obeyed the order and stepped forward. He raised his hand and rudely snatched the communicator from Mao Qiu's wrist, found a number called the stall owner and dialed it. Then he handed the bracelet to Yang Junran with his hands.

"Ding--"

In the bright and luxurious hall, the shrill ringtone rang again just after Feng Si had appeased the kitten and ended the call. This time, the ringtone showed Mao Qiu.

Feng Si's heart was pounding, but her face remained calm as always. Under the gaze of all the sub-females, she answered the call and said coldly:

"You're just asking me for recipes for making delicious food. There's no point in arresting them, so let them go."

"Heh--" A low male laugh came from the other side.

Originally, Yang Junran was very anxious, but now that he had found the sub-female, and hearing her anxious words, Yang Junran felt a sense of relief.

Damn it, you dare to make our boss wait for so long, and you want to let you and your friends go so easily?

An ugly female with beautiful thoughts.

Yang Junran's tall figure turned and walked out of the dungeon. He brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes with a look of contempt:

"Do you know who's looking for you?"

Without needing the black-spotted sub-female opposite to him to respond, he snorted coldly, "It's the young city lord! Niu Dou is the only orc heir to the position of the Nantong City Lord. He is the master of the Nantong Mountains' land, forests, cities, and so on."

The sub-females nearby gasped and looked shocked.

Niu Dou, he is not only the young master of Nantong City, but also the captain of the Second Legion of the Southern Wilderness Empire!

It’s over. This sub-female in front of him has offended him, and it’s really over.

Feng Si clenched her fists, trying to maintain a calm expression on her face, and said in a cold tone: "What do you want?"

"It is your honor that Lord Niu Dou takes a fancy to your food. Just offer it to him obediently. If Lord Niu Dou is happy, he will naturally spare your life and that of your friend. Otherwise, you will be dead." Yang Junran threatened.

Feng Si's eyes were dark, and her tone was very decisive: "I will go to the City Lord's Mansion."

"It would have been better if you had known what was good for you earlier. You've wasted my trip. I'll give you one hour. If you're late, I'll kill one of your helpers." Yang Junran's voice was filled with evil interest.

"You're just a beast in Niu Dou's hands. You're not qualified to make decisions for him." Feng Si looked at the muscular man on the screen and sneered, "You'd better let my helper go, otherwise you will be the one who will be in trouble."

What's the point of a sub-female being so arrogant! Yang Junran sneered, feeling unhappy. He secretly made up his mind that once Feng Si handed over the food preparation method, he would not let them go so easily.

The sub-females sitting on the sofa heard their hearts beating rapidly, their pupils suddenly contracted, and their faces flushed. Don't talk to the mid-level male beasts in the army like that. It's too scary and the beast will die.

Yang Junran really looked down on Yaci and was about to mock her and scare her.

'Snapped'

The light screen goes out.

The sub-female figure opposite disappeared.

Yang Junran was stunned.

He then understood, and his pupils shone with intense fire.

The call was hung up! Disconnected!

He was so angry that he crushed the bracelet and threw away the broken pieces in his hand. The murderous look in his eyes could not be hidden. He was going to wait for the young city lord and watch how the bold sub-female begged for mercy in a humiliating way.

After deleting the address book, Feng Si's gaze fell on the female in the middle of the sofa. Generally speaking, the female juniors close to the city lord's wife are qualified to enter and leave the city lord's mansion at will. Mao Yang's identity is unique.

But how can I persuade her to take me to the City Lord's Mansion...

Feng Si was interrupted by an anxious voice beside her while she was thinking. Bai Yi took Feng Si's hand and frowned deeply:

"Feng Si, you are so unlucky to have met this grumpy little city lord who just returned from the battlefield. Now there is no one to help you. You can only hand over the recipe for the food."

Mao Yang nodded. His cousin was not like this before. After going to the battlefield, he became unreasonable and spoke with fists, and acted more domineeringly.

Everyone also felt sorry for Feng Si. After all, the dishes she cooked were delicious. If she presented them to the young city lord in the future, they might not be able to eat them.

Feng Si crossed her arms across her chest, her slender fingertips tapping lightly on her arms, and suddenly she smiled indifferently.