When Tiger Roar was awakened by the rain, he found himself lying in a desolate area near the Moi tribe, surrounded by rocks eroded by wind and sand and withered weeds. Dark clouds filled the sky, and the rain poured down, causing him excruciating pain as it soaked his wounds.

His body looked as if it had been sliced ​​into a thousand pieces, covered in gruesome wounds. Rainwater mixed with blood slid down his skin. He looked around, trying to find some clues, but there was nothing there except desolation and heavy rain. The rain blurred his vision, and a sudden, sharp pain shot through his head.

He touched his head, the pain excruciating, as if something had exploded in his brain. He closed his eyes, trying to find a clue in the pain, but there was nothing but chaos.

What's wrong with me? Who am I?

"Yao Yao, Yao Yao..." he murmured to himself, the name rolling on his tongue, seemingly carrying some kind of magic, making him feel a sense of warmth.

Who is Yao Yao? Why does he remember someone named Yao Yao even though he has forgotten his own name? What does this name mean to him?

He struggled to his feet, the rain making his movements even more difficult, each step a struggle through the mud. He began to wander aimlessly across the wasteland, the heavy rain blurring his sense of direction, but a deep inner urge urged him to find someone, to find Yao Yao, who was still waiting for him. That name, like a ray of light, pierced through the fog of memory, giving him the motivation to move forward.

He didn't know who Yao Yao was or where she was, but his intuition told him that if he found her, everything would become clear.

Time passed in the heavy rain. He didn't know how long he had walked, only that the rain soaked through his animal hide, and the cold seeped into his bones. His strength gradually waned until a figure appeared in his sight. "Yao Yao, is that you?"

He fell into the mud, his body at its limit, but his eyes remained fixed on the figure, unwilling to look away.

"Are you alright?" The female, dressed in a rough animal skin skirt, approached Tiger Roar and was startled by his injuries.

It wasn't Yao Yao! Disappointment flashed in Hu Xiao's eyes, his gaze dimmed, and he dodged the female's hand that tried to help him. He gritted his teeth and said with all his might, "I'm fine."

He tried to stand up, but a wave of pain washed over him, causing him to wince. His muscles protested, his bones groaned, and he collapsed helplessly into the mud once more.

The female looked at him with pity in her eyes. "My tribe is nearby. Let me take you back!"

Hu Xiao shook his head, but the next moment, darkness enveloped him again, his consciousness began to blur, and he knew nothing more after that.

I only vaguely remember that some orcs carried me back, and I was initially well taken care of.

But when he woke up, he firmly opposed mating with a female and was locked in a wooden house in the forest.

Then, Chu Xinyao witnessed that embarrassing scene...

"Hey, Tiger Roar, can you stand up?" Crane Feather's dull voice interrupted Tiger Roar's unfortunate thoughts.

Inside the cave, Hu Xiao curled up on the rocks, his gaze darting away, unwilling to meet Chu Xinyao's concerned eyes. He forced a smile, trying to hide his embarrassment, and slowly stood up. "I...I'm fine." Although he tried his best to appear normal, his face was still pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed him.

"Tsk, don't be stubborn." He Yu crossed his arms and looked down at Hu Xiao. He took a few steps forward and, with a strong pull, helped Hu Xiao up.

"Xinyao, you're saying he has amnesia?" He found it hard to believe; how could an eighth-level expert be beaten to the point of losing his memory?

The rough handling of the man aggravated Hu Xiao's wound, causing him to gasp and his face contort in pain. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead and dripped onto the rocks.

Seeing him in pain, Chu Xinyao said softly, "Heyu, be careful, Huxiao is injured." Her voice unconsciously carried a hint of reproach.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." He Yu glanced at Hu Xiao's disheveled animal hide, feeling a pang of unease. He gently adjusted his position and carried Hu Xiao on his back, a move that was already quite gentle, as he was worried that further injury to Hu Xiao would cause Chu Xin Yao even more concern.

"Tiger Roar, can you hold on? We'll go back now and find you a place to recuperate properly."

"Okay, I can hold on, thank you guys." Hu Xiao grabbed He Yu's shoulder, and despite being in excruciating pain all over his body, he still managed to nod.

Crane Feather carried Tiger Roar on his back and strode towards Tiger Leap Tribe. His steps were steady, and he was extra careful with each step, afraid that the bumps would aggravate Tiger Roar's injuries. Although he thought Chu Xinyao was making a fuss, he still didn't want to see her with her brows furrowed.

Chu Xinyao followed beside them, her gaze never leaving Hu Xiao. She had carefully bandaged Hu Xiao's wounds, and the medicine provided by the system was much more effective than the spiritual medicine in the Beast World, but she still couldn't help but worry.

Outside the cave, it was already dark; the rain that had been falling for so long had finally stopped. In the night sky, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a few stars. Moonlight shone through the clouds, spilling onto the wet ground.

He Yu walked along the muddy mountain path. Although he was being careful, the muddy road and occasional potholes inevitably caused him to stumble. With each bump, Hu Xiao frowned, his wounds aching from the vibrations, and his hands unconsciously gripped He Yu's clothes tightly.

When he met Chu Xinyao's worried gaze, he gritted his teeth and kept silent so as not to make Chu Xinyao worry even more.

Finally, after a difficult journey, they returned to the Tiger Leap tribe.

He Yu placed Hu Xiao on the soft animal hide, and Chu Xinyao immediately began to reapply medicine to Hu Xiao, gently sprinkling the medicine powder on Hu Xiao's wounds and then carefully bandaging them with clean gauze.

“Some wounds have reopened, but overall they are much better than before,” she said softly, as if comforting Hu Xiao.

Hu Xiao nodded. He could feel a cool sensation coming from his wound, and the pain gradually lessened. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, feeling the pain in his body gradually subside.

"Thank you, Yao Yao."

"Why are you thanking me?" Chu Xinyao smiled. Weren't Hu Xiao's injuries all because of her?

Chu Xinyao finished tidying up and prepared to leave, telling him to get some rest. Just before leaving, Hu Xiao suddenly said something that stirred up ripples in her calm heart like a pebble thrown into a still lake.

"Yaoyao, am I your beast husband?"

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