"say!"

Ah Xu roared and slammed him against the stone wall. Flames erupted from his silver tail, and the surrounding temperature instantly soared.

Seeing this, Yan Shu's heart tightened, and she quickly stepped forward to grab A Xu's arm: "A Xu, that's enough!"

Ah Xu's gaze shifted to her, his eyes no longer as gentle as usual, but gleaming with a dark red light, like a hidden flame, flickering in and out of the rage.

Even though the flames hadn't fully erupted, the deep-seated rage still sent shivers down one's spine.

But when he saw Yan Shu's nervous face, the red light dimmed slightly, like embers about to go out.

The flames gradually subsided along his tail, and the temperature slowly decreased.

"Shushu..." His voice lowered, filled with deep guilt, "How can I not be angry that he couldn't protect you?"

Yan Shu gently patted A Xu's arm, signaling him to let go of A Ling.

"If he hadn't protected me, how could I be standing here unharmed?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Xu coldly swept his gaze over Ah Ling, but still reluctantly let go of her hand and forcefully flung her away.

Ah Ling staggered a few steps, leaned against the cold stone wall, and slowly regained her balance.

His expression remained calm and composed, but his hands, hanging at his sides, were clenched into fists, the knuckles turning white.

"I'm sorry." His voice was as low as a breeze.

Yan Shu looked at him, sighed, stepped forward, and gently squeezed his wrist.

For a moment, she was startled by the icy coldness of his wrist, but instead of pulling away, she gripped it even tighter.

The warmth emanating from her palms seemed to dispel the chill emanating from him.

"Alright, it's not your fault," Yan Shu said softly, her eyes gentle. "I know you rejected him; you didn't agree."

Ah Ling's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, as if there were words stuck in her throat, but she ultimately fell silent.

He lowered his eyes, as if he were being beaten and scolded, his silence heartbreaking.

Yan Shu looked at him, sighed inwardly, and tightened her grip on his wrist.

She knew that Ah Ling was used to suppressing all her emotions and was not used to expressing herself, so she could only silently endure it in this way.

Just then, Ah Xu's voice came again: "Shu Shu, let's go."

His tail flicked impatiently across the ground, stirring up a breeze, and silver sparks flickered in the dark night.

Those red-glowing eyes swept over the coiled snakes around them, their gaze cold and dangerous.

The snakes seemed to sense the pressure of the flames, yet they still couldn't control their rising emotions.

A pair of cold, serpentine eyes gleamed with greed as they drew closer, seemingly poised to pounce and ensnare Yan Shu.

Yan Shu's heart clenched, a chill ran down her spine, and goosebumps instantly spread all over her body.

The oppressive feeling made it hard for her to breathe, and she knew she had to leave this place as soon as possible.

But her gaze fell back on Ah Ling. The silent man was still standing beside her, looking depressed and quiet.

This place—

This is where Ah Ling spent all her most difficult times.

Although the snake clan chieftain committed an unforgivable mistake, this place still holds an unbreakable bond for Ah Ling.

All of this is due to the debts and obligations that Ah Ling bears.

No matter how far he went, the kindness he had received over the years was deeply rooted in his heart, like a heavy shackle that he could not shake off.

Yan Shu took a deep breath, her mind made up, and her gaze became calm and firm.

She turned around and looked at the snake clan chief standing not far away, as well as the swarm of snakes around her that seemed ready to pounce.

"I want to ask—" Her voice wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly in the air, "Is there any way to help these snakes get through their mating season without letting them touch me?"

Ah Xu was taken aback, her red eyes flickered slightly, and she immediately guessed what she wanted to do.

Her eyes revealed strong disapproval: "Shushu, don't tell me you're up to something good."

Upon hearing Yan Shu's suggestion, the snake clan chief's eyes, which had been filled with despair, suddenly lit up, instantly becoming filled with excitement and gratitude, as if he had grasped the last straw.

He stepped forward immediately, his voice urgent and trembling slightly: "There's a way! There really is a way!"

Seeing him suddenly approach, Yan Shu instinctively shrank behind Ah Xu and Ah Ling, her expression showing a hint of nervousness: "Just say what you want to say, don't get so close..."

Although she wasn't afraid of Ah Ling, she didn't have the same courage when facing other snake clans.

The clan chief realized he had offended her and quickly stepped back, suppressing his excitement, but his voice still betrayed gratitude and hope: "All it takes is a little bit of your sweat..."

"Sprinkle your sweat on the trunk of that tree, and it will acquire a feminine scent. We male snakes can then rely on this tree's aroma to get through our mating season."

Yan Shu was slightly taken aback when she heard this, and couldn't help but repeat, "Sweat?"

The clan chief nodded immediately, his tone filled with undisguised gratitude: "Yes, your aura contains unique information about females."

This tree can diffuse these scents, enough to soothe all the male snakes in mating season and prevent them from going out of control. Just a little sweat can save our entire clan.

Ah Xu's face instantly darkened, his red eyes flashed slightly, and he was enveloped in a dangerous aura: "No."

Yan Shu was stunned, not expecting A Xu to refuse so directly.

She pursed her lips, preparing to gently comfort him—it's just a little sweat, why the big reaction?

Before she could even speak, Ah Xu had already guessed what she was going to say. He gripped her hand tightly, and his tail curled up around her, wrapping half of her body around him.

He leaned close to her ear, his voice gentle yet undeniably firm: "Shushu, the sweat they need isn't just for one time."

Yan Shu was taken aback: "Huh?"

She turned her head and her gaze fell on the snake clan chief.

Sweat was already beading on the chieftain's forehead, and his expression was as tense as if he were facing a trial. He hurriedly stammered, "Only...only two...no, ten times! Ten times of watering with sweat will do!"

Yan Shu: "..."

She silently rubbed her forehead, feeling utterly exhausted.

She didn't plan to stay in this place any longer.

A moment later, a brilliant idea struck her, and she immediately came up with a solution: "This is actually quite easy to solve. I'll give you a sweaty shirt, and you can hang it on a tree. The shirt won't dry that quickly, and it'll last you for a while."

The snake clan chief was stunned, clearly not expecting such a method.

After thinking for a moment, he repeatedly pointed to the giant snake head: "This...this is perfectly acceptable!"

Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief, casually pinching the hem of her soaked clothes and shaking off the fabric that was sticking to her skin.

It gave me a real fright and I broke out in a cold sweat.

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