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Chapter 59 I will protect you

"My cub, even if he is a fallen orc, I will protect him and help him grow up safely."

"If the prejudices of the orcish continent cannot tolerate him, then I will shatter those rules!"

"If you don't believe me, then come and try it."

Fu Ying's gaze swept over the many orcs present, his voice clear, cold, and unrestrained, yet resounding.

Xingkong pursed her lips, her hands hanging at her sides slightly clenched into fists.

He knew in his heart that after the interference of his tribesmen, Hua Hua would never be able to go to the Rift Sky Tribe again.

Mo Yan stared at Fu Ying, unable to look away for a long time. His forked tongue traced a dangerous arc in the air, and he suddenly chuckled: "You are a member of the Cangshan tribe, and your cub is also a member of the Cangshan tribe. My words still hold true. If you are willing, I will raise him myself."

"Mo Yan!" Gui, who was standing to the side, was getting anxious and frustrated.

Now that Mo Shan is dead, it's the perfect time for Mo Yan to take over as leader. What's wrong with him?

The creature inside Hua Hua's belly is a fallen beastman!
If the people of the Cangshan tribe find out about this, they will definitely not tolerate her and the child in her womb. If Mo Yan insists on protecting her, she may not even be able to keep her position as chief!
Fu Ying squinted, looking at Mo Yan thoughtfully.

This man is truly a ruthless and ambitious figure; he would say such things even under these circumstances.

Teng suddenly spoke, his voice mocking: "My cubs don't need your concern."

He put his arm around Fuying's shoulder, looked down at her, and a tenderness that was hard to resist welled up in his dark green eyes: "Don't be afraid, I will take good care of the cub, protect him, and protect you too."

Fu Ying was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at Teng: "You don't care that he's a fallen beastman?"

Teng's lips tightened, and pain welled in his eyes as he pulled Fuying into a tight embrace.

His arms tightened around her, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones, but his voice was unusually firm: "If it weren't for me, why would you have jumped off the thorn cliff? It's all my fault for not protecting you properly. From now on, this cub is mine, and I will be a good father to my beast."

Fuying leaned against Teng's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. Her eyes were complicated, and she felt a little sad. As expected of the beast world, blood ties can be disregarded. Such a magnanimous heart!

Teng's sense of responsibility was something she hadn't expected.

A male nearing the end of his life, filled with hatred, actually chose to set aside his resentment and take the cub in her womb under his wing. He was indeed a good male.

She looked at his taut jawline, smiled slightly, but did not respond.

Bai Cang is coming back, how could the cub's father let Teng stand by?
But don't fight over them, they're all there!
Seeing Fu Ying's tender and affectionate appearance, Mo Yan laughed in exasperation. Was what he said any worse than Teng's?

He just couldn't understand it. She had discarded him like trash before, but now she insisted on getting involved with him. Even though Teng would kill her sooner or later, she didn't care at all. What was this female thinking?
Mo Yan turned her head away, preferring to ignore it.

His voice came: "Let's go back to the Cangshan tribe first. We have to send our people back."

Teng glanced at him and said nothing more.

Xingkong didn't just walk away. Instead, he sternly stopped the restless pterosaur beastmen and ordered them to escort the females of the Cangshan tribe away first. Only after the last wing shadow disappeared into the twilight did Xingkong slowly walk to Fuying, his footsteps leaving a few hesitant marks on the sand.

"Don't worry, even if Teng goes to the Rift Sky Tribe, I won't go." Fu Ying munched on a fruit, her expression unchanged.

“That’s not what I meant!” Xingkong’s brows furrowed suddenly, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.

He said in a deep voice, "You've misunderstood. I didn't mean to look down on the baby in your womb. I just wanted to apologize to you on behalf of my people." His voice lowered, turning into a sigh: "They were just... too scared."

"Perhaps you don't understand what the Fallen Orcs represent on the Orcish continent..."

“Hua Hua, I won’t let the tribesmen talk nonsense. You…you shouldn’t bring this up again either. Let’s wait until the cub is safely born before we talk about it. Otherwise, other beastmen will definitely target us.” Xing Kong lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her lower abdomen, and his Adam’s apple bobbed with difficulty.

Fu Ying glanced at the starry sky, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "You like me?"

She wasn't stupid. Mo Yan and Xing Kong's behavior was really strange. The former could be said to be coveting her power, but Xing Kong was very strange. His words were full of worry. Was he afraid that she would be implicated by Teng?

"No! That's not it!" Xingkong immediately replied, denying it without hesitation.

"Oh." Fu Ying took another bite of fruit, tapped her chin lightly, completely ignoring Xingkong's words.

Xingkong's gaze lingered on Fuying for a moment, his eyes swirling with indescribable emotions. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he simply turned and left in silence.

After all the females of the Cangshan tribe were relocated, Fuying and Teng also had to leave the giant lizard tribe.

Fu Ying's fingertips gathered a glowing green light as she bent down to dispel the drug from the unconscious giant lizard beastman.

Teng stood behind her, his dark green eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

If she doesn't cure these giant lizard beastmen of their drugging, wild animals will surely follow the scent and attack, taking the lizards as prey. In that case, it will become her own karma.

"Alright! Let's go." Fuying clapped her hands and took Teng's arm.

As soon as the two left the giant lizard tribe, they saw Mo Yan's scarlet body winding down from the giant tree.

He stared at Fuying and said, "Come on up, I'll take you back to the Cangshan tribe."

Teng Jun's handsome face tightened as he gripped Fu Ying and said in a deep voice, "Mo Yan, what do you mean?"

Mo Yan's eyes were full of impatience, and he sneered, "Hua Hua is pregnant with cubs, and you can't transform into beast form. Are you suggesting she walk back to the Cangshan tribe? I haven't formed a contract with anyone, and I don't have any females. Can't I take her with me?"

Starry Sky stood at a distance, this time not coming forward to join the fun.

Fu Ying looked Mo Yan up and down, then suddenly said, "I just saw Sang Jie. Aren't you going to take her back?"

Sang Jie is a witch, not an ordinary female, so her value is naturally different.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Yan's figure froze, and his scarlet beast eyes suddenly contracted into thin lines.

Back in the mountain tribe, Fu Ying had witnessed him pressing Sang Jie down onto the animal skin mat. The image of those damp breaths and entangled bodies flashed through his mind, but now it all seemed to have turned into a chilling mockery.

Fu Ying suddenly seemed to remember something, lightly tapping her chin with her fingertip: "Ah, I almost forgot about Xi Shan—"

She deliberately dragged out the last syllable, glancing sideways at Mo Yan: "That one is still carrying your bloodline, Mo Yan. You're not going to expect Xi Shan to climb back to the Cangshan tribe by herself, are you? You'd better get back to work!"

Before Mo Yan could react, she turned to Teng: "My Teng will carry me back, right?"

A sly smile curved her lips. She didn't look at Mo Yan's gloomy face, but smiled at Teng instead.

A smile appeared on Teng's sharp and defined face. He bent his knees and half-squatted, his long, white hair drawing a cool and elegant arc in the twilight.

Fu Ying looked down and saw that although he was thin and frail, his broad shoulders and back were quite impressive. Every smooth curve of his back showed the strength that was well-established in his body, and he was still very reliable.

She reached out and pinched Teng's muscles, then smiled and said, "You've gotten so thin, you need to be properly nourished."

"Okay." Teng was very obedient, shedding its sinister and ruthless nature, like a tamed snake king.

(End of this chapter)