She gave birth to a litter of furry babies, thus extending her life.

All the orcs' faces darkened, and they vehemently denied sending anyone to do it.

The only female stood up: "My fertility rate is not high to begin with. If everyone is so unscrupulous, let's try to have less contact in the future."

No one said a word, but everyone was extremely wary of each other.

A pile of documents was placed in an extremely luxurious study in the holy city.

A middle-aged man with tear troughs and nasolabial folds on his face was sitting there reviewing documents.

His weathered face clearly shows that he was once a strikingly handsome man in his youth.

Although time has left its mark on his face, his elegant and composed demeanor has only become more captivating.

He looked at the crying little girl, his smile devoid of any warmth: "So, you've finally realized that some evil deeds might have a backlash."

"Then it suddenly occurred to me: my incredibly busy Beast King father must have some time to help me settle our mutual slaughter!"

"Is that right?"

The female was too frightened to speak by his sarcastic and cold tone.

The Beast King looked at her coldly: "I know about this. Since you all thought you could handle it yourselves, then you can handle it yourselves now!"

The female bit her lip, furious: "If it were my third brother who came seeking help, would Father still say such indifferent things?"

The Beast King laughed: "I have always treated you all equally, it's just that you don't believe me."

"But why should I prove my innocence because of your disbelief? Such an argument is pointless. Look, you still don't believe me."

"But aren't the children of your third brother dying one after another now?"

"If I had treated him well, would I have let him be bullied by you and forced to leave the Holy City?"

“I am utterly disgusted by your lowly games of vying for the so-called love of a father.”

“When you become a mother, my child, you will know that your child’s endless testing of you will only exhaust all your love.”

"Perhaps only then will you understand your poor father!"

"What exactly do you want now? I really don't have time to guess. Why don't you just tell me?"

"Do you want me to save your third brother's child? But every time I helped him before, you only hurt him even more."

"I've learned to let go, but you're still hurting him even more."

"Now you realize you've gone too far in this game, and your hands are finally stained with the blood of your own kin. Do you want me to help you?"

"My dear child, if you were your father, what would you do to make your child happy?"

The little female couldn't say anything and ran away crying.

The Beast King's cold gaze suddenly turned incredibly sharp.

"Dragon Guard!"

A young male with long, blue hair stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and listened quietly to the Beast King's instructions.

"Capture the youngest cub of all the princes with offspring. Take it to the depths of the Ancient Mountain Swamp, and find four females to care for the cubs. Leave ten red-rank males behind to ensure the safety of the cubs."

"The person going must have a clean background, and none of the princes should know about it."

"Beast King... if we arrange it this way, won't they think that the Third Prince did this?"

"Who knows? Do you think they won't fight each other if I don't do this? Since they want to fight, let's give them a reason. After all, they will eventually fight each other for the position of Beast King."

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Long Ze and his group returned the day before Jiu Chen's master arrived in Mingyue Beast City.

Looking at Cong Xian and Qin Ye, who had finally advanced to the orange rank, and Long Ze, who exuded a murderous aura, Ruan Xiyue couldn't help but throw herself into his arms.

She carefully examined the three men's injuries and began to treat them with a frown.

Xia Weier waited until Long Ze finished showering before speaking to him: "Let's talk."

Long Ze followed Xia Weier into the courtyard. After Xia Weier took out the sound-blocking device and set it up, he said:

"The Yama Beast has been very active lately. Are you preparing to build a Beast City?"

Long Ze twirled the ring on his right ring finger with his left hand, remained silent for a long time, and then lifted his eyelids to look at Xia Weier:

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?"

Xia Weier pinched the space between his eyebrows with his right hand, and the blue ring on his ring finger was very eye-catching.

"I just wanted to remind you that you've been making too many moves. Some people are probably already watching you. It's best to handle things cleanly from beginning to end. I don't want those people to follow the clues back to Yue'er."

Long Ze glanced at Xia Weier's ring as Xia Weier had hoped, and gave a cold chuckle.

"What? You've settled the trouble you caused her? Now you're meddling in my business."

Xia Weier frowned: "You are also the father of my cub. I am reminding you out of gratitude for the knowledge you have taught me about taking care of cubs."

“My people are not in a position to move easily. None of those princes are easy to deal with. If I help you clean up the mess, Yue’er will be the most vulnerable to injury if they discover any clues.”

Long Ze looked at Xia Weier for a long time before nodding: "Thanks. I'll have them make sure to clean up the mess."

As Ruan Xiyue treated Qin Ye, she saw several wounds on his body where the skin and flesh had been torn apart, and tears streamed down her face.

"Why couldn't you have been more careful? Xia Weier and I went hunting too. We killed a lot of wild animals and gathered a lot of vegetables and fruits. None of us were injured as badly as you!"

Qin Ye's prominent eyebrows twitched slightly, and his smiling lips couldn't help but curve upwards: "So you're saying all this to see me jealous? My little female."

Qin Ye hugged Ruan Xiyue, who angrily poked his wound: "Jealous my ass! If you don't take good care of yourself, I'll go out and find ten or eight beast husbands and show you what jealousy feels like!"

Qin Ye gasped, but let Ruan Xiyue poke at his wound.

Seeing that Qin Ye remained silent, Ruan Xiyue also stopped speaking in a huff and took out the alcohol from her newly bought first-aid kit to wipe and disinfect Qin Ye's wound.

When Ruan Xiyue finished treating all of Qin Ye's wounds and got up to leave, Qin Ye pulled her back into his arms.

Qin Ye buried his face in Ruan Xiyue's neck, his deep voice like the sound of a cello: "Don't say those things to upset me anymore. You have no idea how much I miss you every day I'm away."

"What you just said really made me want to pin you down, I wanted to leave bite marks all over your body... Please don't give me that chance, okay? I don't want to hurt you."

Ruan Xiyue's cheeks were flushed. Her hand slid down Qin Ye's broad back to his waist. Hearing Qin Ye's increasingly heavy breathing, Ruan Xiyue, who was kneeling on the sofa, snuggled closer to Qin Ye's chest.