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Chapter 166 Perhaps, he already knows he was wrong.
Jingxiang was a little embarrassed when she asked the question, and her voice trembled slightly.

On the orcish continent, where females are precious and mates are revered, no female has ever been treated like this by her contracted male—a knife piercing her heart; he truly intended to kill her, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Jingxiang stared at Fuying, her expression complex and unreadable.

It must be said that her friend was indeed terrifyingly powerful, able to easily defeat the ferocious orcs of the Giant Shark tribe and rescue her partner who had been sacrificed to the siren from the Demon Sea Abyss.

But clearly, the rumors from the past may not have been entirely unfounded.

On this continent, if a male kills a female with whom he has formed a contract, the contract will backfire, and his chances of survival are extremely slim. Even so, the orc with the nine-star pattern did not hesitate to kill her.

What kind of deep-seated hatred could drive him to sacrifice his own life?
Jingxiang's fingertips trembled slightly, and a sigh rolled out of her throat.

According to the laws of the Beast God Contract, the female has absolute control.

When a male does something like this, the female should still punish him, since Fuying is the victim in this matter. However, she remained silent from beginning to end.

Fu Ying casually poked at the charcoal, which made a faint crackling sound.

The firelight cast flickering light on her profile, but her beautiful eyes shone with a bright gleam.

"What should we do?" Fu Ying repeated Jing Xiang's question softly, a faint smile playing on her lips.

“Yeah! Your males have treated you like this, aren’t you angry? Aren’t you going to do something?” Jingxiang gestured exaggeratedly with her hands, her long pink hair trembling with her movements.

She pursed her lips: "If I were you, I'd send him to see the Beast God, no matter how much I like him!"

Of course, if someone had pierced her heart with a bone knife, she definitely wouldn't have survived, and there would have been no follow-up.

A faint smile appeared on Fu Ying's lips, the firelight flickering in her eyes: "Perhaps, it is because I did something wrong in the past, committed a sin that even the Beast God could not forgive, that I am being treated this way?"

She wasn't trying to excuse Luo Heng, but in the latter's heart, there was no warmth like Ru Ni had shown after spending time with her. Luo Heng only felt hatred, and she didn't hesitate for a moment when the blade stabbed her.

She only had herself to blame for being stabbed through; she was blinded by the people and things in front of her.

Emotions are a fatal weakness, and being moved by someone's feelings is the biggest vulnerability.

As a mission taker traversing worlds, she should have known this, but she allowed herself to become immersed in those abyss-like purple eyes until she was pierced through the heart and finally realized what was happening.

Jingxiang frowned slightly, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes: "No matter what you did, killing a female is a heinous crime that should not be forgiven in the entire Beastman Continent. You have to do something."

After she finished speaking, she paused and said in a low voice, "This is a long-planned... mutual destruction."

Fu Ying's eyelashes trembled slightly. She lowered her eyes to hide the complex emotions in them. Her voice was so soft it sounded like a sigh, but the last syllable trembled slightly: "Perhaps, he already knows he was wrong."

She understands Ni too well, even though it wasn't his fault.

But given his stubborn and obstinate nature, he would never sit idly by and wait for things to change after such an event.

Just as Jingxiang said, she hadn't thought about the consequences of tearing out her heart to apologize at the tribal trade fair, nor did she want to. As long as the mission target was still alive, what did anything else matter?

She kept telling herself, it's okay, it's really okay.

But when Jingxiang asked, she realized that her fingertips were cold and a dull pain was rising in her chest. It wasn't that she hadn't thought about it, but that she had been avoiding the question.

Ni is an extremely extreme person, almost pathological.

He needed her, like an addiction, but Luo Heng destroyed all his desires with her own hands, almost burning his world to the ground. Under such circumstances, the worst outcome...

Fuying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hand, which was poking at the charcoal fire, paused for a moment. Sparks landed on the back of her pale hand, but she seemed oblivious to the burning pain. Jingxiang pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then moved to sit down next to Fuying.

She reached out and pulled her slender shoulder into her arms, her voice gentle as she said, "It's alright. You're so capable, what can't you handle?" Then, she deliberately put on a stern face and snorted, "When we get back, we'll tie that guy to the altar and whip him for three days and three nights until he admits his mistake!"

At this point, Jingxiang laughed first.

She patted Fuying on the shoulder and took a deep breath: "If you like each other, then stay together."

Hearing her words of comfort, Fu Ying unconsciously smiled faintly.

She turned her head to look at Jingxiang, and seeing her reflection in her clear eyes, it seemed as if all the gloom had dissipated. She whispered, "Thank you, Jingxiang."

Jingxiang's ears turned red, and she cleared her throat, feigning composure, and slightly raised her chin: "Aren't we... aren't we friends? What's there to thank me for such a small thing?"

As she spoke, she turned her face away, her long pink hair seemingly glistening with embarrassment.

Fu Ying gazed at her for a long while, then smiled and said, "Yes, we are friends."

Jingxiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she grinned, revealing an almost silly smile. This was the first time Fuying had so solemnly acknowledged their friendship.

"Then it's a promise, we'll always be friends!" Jingxiang's voice was filled with undisguised joy.

"we have a deal."

*
Fuying is an expert at seafood barbecue, but tonight Danyue insisted that she not get involved.

He sat upright by the charcoal fire, his slender fingers turning over the seafood on the iron rack, occasionally casting questioning glances at Fuying. Fortunately, he was smart enough that Danyue would do exactly what she said.

She rested her chin on her hand, gazing at his focused profile, her eyelashes seemingly dusted with fine mist.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, swept by, while the distant sound of the tide rose and fell.

The sweet and fresh aroma of seafood permeated every inch of the air, creating a mouthwatering feast.

Jingxiang held the grilled prawns and couldn't wait to take a bite. The sauce stuck to the corner of her mouth, and she subconsciously licked it. Suddenly, her eyes widened as a taste she had never experienced before spread in her mouth.

"This is so delicious!" Whale Fragrance's eyes widened as she crunched the shrimp and swallowed it, just like a little animal that had discovered a new continent.

She never imagined that grilled shrimp would smell so delicious!
Xingyao silently took a bite of seafood, the sweet juice bursting on his tongue, and he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he slowly turned to look at Dan Yue, who was diligently brushing on the sauce. He wanted to ask if he had made a pact with Fu Ying just for a bite to eat.

Buck remained silent, only stuffing food into his mouth. When he ran out of food, he went back to sea.

Compared to the family of three's good appetite, Dan Yue only took a few bites before heading towards the sea alone.

Fu Ying originally wanted to go back to rest, but paused when she got up, after all, the mission was more important.

She gave Jingxiang a look, then quietly followed behind Danyue.

The soft sand spread beneath my feet, and the sound of the waves echoed in my ears.

Fuying stopped three meters away from Danyue, gazing at the shimmering waves on the sea. The scene was so beautiful it seemed unreal, and even Danyue's figure appeared to blend into the shimmering light, like a dream.

(End of this chapter)