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The shouts ceased, and an inexplicable silence enveloped the air as all the beastmen focused their gaze on the audacious Yun Zhi Yue. However, Yun Zhi Yue felt nothing amiss, blinking her innocent eyes and saying, "Aren't you the Qing Ta Wang? A king should possess the power to command respect from all. Our Your Majesty is just like that, aren't you?"
Yan Lue chuckled, playing with the small, mischievous hands of the little one in his arms. "What nonsense! Just because I can do it doesn't mean the Beast King can. If Kong Yu and Qing Tower are fighting, why would they have the upper hand?"
Damn, this was completely mocking them!
The beastmen felt their anger rising, their frustration simmering within them, but due to the vast disparity in strength, they had no way to vent it. They revered Xiong Lie, yet Kong Yu's duo sang in harmony, undermining his authority to the greatest extent.
Humans are drawn to strength, and for beastmen, this was even more pronounced. If their king couldn't stand out, no one would truly respect him.
Xiong Lie was under pressure and had to think of a way to turn the situation around: "One against thirty? This king will gladly accept that challenge. It would also serve to broaden the horizons of those who have never faced Kong Yu Wang Hou."
That was a clear jab at her; how petty!
Yun Zhi Yue pretended not to notice, clapping her hands eagerly as if waiting for a show. Everyone's eyes sparkled with excitement, anticipating that their king would showcase his prowess and intimidate Kong Yu.
They each found a tree trunk or simply sat down on the ground to rest while waiting for dawn.
The Bear Tribe belonged to the Royal Family and maintained some decorum; at least they had multiple tree hollows for shelter. Moreover, due to Yan Lue's status, they had arranged a tree hollow for him.
As night fell, sounds emerged from outside the hollow. Yan Lue opened his eyes from meditation; his gaze was calm as if those sneaky beastmen were not worth any of his emotions.
The Orange Immortal Flame surrounded Yun Zhi Yue, forming a fiery cage. "Don't come out; I'll deal with them and return."
Yun Zhi Yue nodded obediently, resembling a bird being played with in a cage, tucking away her wings to show only her docile side.
For a moment, Yan Lue's expression grew distant; this body had once housed a little bird that he played with daily in his palm. However, it seemed that those around him often met unfortunate ends. But it didn't matter; if she stimulated his Yin Power and restored his memories, this lifetime, she would be like a blooming flower.
Seeing him leave, Yun Zhi Yue secretly thought that perhaps Yan Lue's pale face during the day would make Bear King suspect he was injured. She planned to send someone to test the waters and see if there was an opportunity to eliminate Yan Lue.
Once Kong Yu Zhi Wang was dead, the Flying Beasts tribe would undoubtedly be shaken. At that time, perhaps the Qing Tower beastmen could turn the tide in their favor.
After Yan Lue left, there were more sounds at the entrance. Yun Zhi Yue squinted; were they planning to manipulate her?
But she quickly froze—entering the tree hollow were none other than the Mo Li Brothers.
Looking at the girl trapped within the fiery cage, their faces turned grim. Was this confinement meant for protection or restriction?
The two bodies seemed to surge with energy, resisting the fierce flames that swept through the prison, standing before her. Their expressions were filled with excitement: Yun Zhi Yue.
Yun Zhi Yue's eyes flickered; the two serpents had grown significantly stronger and showed no fear of the Immortal Flame. They must have consumed something extraordinary. Yun Zhi Yue remained silent, thinking they had been forgotten. Mo Ran's vertical pupils revealed his determination as he stepped forward and embraced her tightly. "You are ours, Female, do you understand?"
"How can you prove it? I am Kong Yu Wang Hou."
Mo Ran's gaze turned slightly cold. "You are not Kong Yu Wang Hou. Losing you was our mistake. We are indeed weak and failed to explain ourselves, but this will not be permanent."
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