My sister broke off her engagement to marry someone richer? My older sister married me and became in

"Hmm..."

The tigress's warm breath sprayed behind his ear, and the low growl deep in her throat was almost inaudible, yet it struck his nerves like a heavy hammer.

That was a warning.

If you dare hurt my child, you will die.

Lu Qingshan froze.

Sweat trickled down his forehead and dripped into his eyes, causing a stinging sensation.

But he didn't stop.

He slowly, with an almost frozen pace, raised his head, his gaze calmly meeting the tigress's eyes, which burned with golden flames.

Then he lowered his head again.

With his other hand, he reached for the hunting knife at his waist with the same slow motion.

The tigress's shoulder muscles tightened suddenly, and the roar in her throat became noticeably louder.

Lu Qingshan ignored him and drew his hunting knife.

He did not point the knife at the mother tiger, nor at the cubs.

Instead, he gently pressed the back of his knife against the spring clip of the rusty animal trap.

His actions clearly told the king of the forest: I must do this.

"I want to save it."

Lu Qingshan spoke softly in a voice only he could hear.

He took a deep breath, gripped the hunting knife tightly in his right hand, and with all his might, pried upwards!

"Gah—"

The sound of metal twisting and grinding was incredibly jarring in the silent forest.

The sound was like a needle, piercing deep into the unconscious tiger cub's body.

"Awoo!"

A piercing, heart-wrenching scream suddenly burst from the tiger cub's throat!

"roar!"

This scream completely ignited the mother tiger's rage!

It was provoked!

The tiger's claws that were resting on Lu Qingshan's shoulder suddenly tightened!

"Sizzle!"

The thick cotton coat tore instantly.

Four sharp blades pierced through Lu Qingshan's clothes and embedded themselves deeply into his flesh!

A sharp pain instantly spread throughout my body!

Lu Qingshan could feel the warm blood flowing down his shoulder.

The shadow of death has never been so clear.

In that life-or-death moment!

Lu Qingshan ignored the potentially fatal tiger claw on his shoulder.

There was only one thought in his mind.

"Save it!"

He swiftly pulled a plant with thick leaves and a few purple spots on its stem from his herb bag.

Drunken Immortal Herb!

Without thinking twice, he stuffed the whole plant into his mouth and chewed it quickly with all his might.

A spicy, bitter, and strangely sweet flavor exploded in his mouth.

Ignoring all that, he quickly scooped out the green medicinal mud mixed with saliva with his fingers and, without a second thought, smeared it on the nose and mouth of the still screaming tiger cub.

His movements were too fast; the tigress's fatal attack hadn't even fully landed yet.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The cub, which had been convulsing and screaming on the ground, stopped screaming abruptly after smelling the strange medicinal mud.

Its body slowly stopped twisting.

Her rapid breathing gradually became steady and long.

Finally, its little head tilted to the side, as if it had fallen peacefully asleep.

The entire mountain forest returned to deathly silence.

The mother tiger also smelled the peculiar herbal aroma. She looked down at her cub, which had stopped struggling. In her golden pupils, the madness and violence that had consumed everything was fading at a visible speed.

Instead, there was a deep sense of confusion and incomprehensible astonishment.

The pressure on its shoulder then eased.

The four sharp claws that had pierced into flesh slowly retracted into the fleshy pads.

opportunity!

Without a moment's hesitation, Lu Qingshan endured the sharp pain in his shoulder and once again wedged the hunting knife into the gap of the iron clamp.

He picked up a stone from beside him, aimed it at the back of the knife, and smashed it down with all his might!

Then pry it open with a sudden movement!

"Clang!"

A crisp metallic snapping sound rang out.

The huge trap that had been holding the tiger cub's left forepaw was finally successfully opened!

Lu Qingshan threw the blood-stained iron object aside, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

He dared not stop.

He knew that the time he had bought him was limited.

Next comes wound cleaning.

He unscrewed the flask he carried with him and carefully poured the strong liquor onto the cub's bloody wounds.

"hiss……"

The strong liquor irritated the wound, causing the sleeping tiger cub to let out a low, painful groan.

The tigress tensed up once more, letting out a low, warning growl.

Lu Qingshan didn't stop. He gently cleaned the rust and dirt embedded in the wound while constantly comforting the wound in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."

"Don't be afraid..."

He didn't know if he was speaking to the cubs or to the mother tiger, who could go berserk again at any moment.

He carefully cleaned away the rotten flesh and filth, then poured out brown medicinal powder from another oiled paper packet and applied it evenly to the wound.

That was a secret recipe he made from several kinds of herbs to stop bleeding and promote tissue regeneration.

Finally, he tore off a relatively clean piece of his inner shirt, made it into strips, and skillfully bandaged the tiger cub's wounds with a professional technique he had learned on the battlefield in his previous life, tying a slipknot that would come loose.

The whole process was smooth and seamless.

When he finished doing all this and looked up, he found that the tigress had already sat down.

It sat not far away, tilting its head, quietly watching his every move with its golden eyes.

There was no longer any murderous intent in his eyes.

Lu Qingshan let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if all his strength had been drained, and collapsed wearily to the ground.

He looked at the cub breathing steadily, then at the quiet mother tiger, and felt a wave of fear wash over him.

The bet was won.

His gaze fell on the animal trap he had pried open and tossed aside.

He reached out and picked it up.

On the base of the metal clamp, he saw an inconspicuous mark stamped on with a steel stamp.

An eagle's head.

The lines are sharp and the outlines are distinct.

"This isn't the name of the blacksmith shop around here."

Lu Qingshan memorized that eagle head mark deeply.

He was about to stand up and move his numb legs.

suddenly.

A rustling sound of footsteps came from the woods not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a young, anxious cry, tinged with tears, shattered the fragile peace that had just been established.

"team leader!"

"Captain, are you alright?"

It's Liu Dong!

From the bushes beside him, Zhang Chen's face, filled with terror, peeked out.

They were still worried and came looking for us!

Lu Qingshan's expression changed instantly.

He turned around abruptly and looked at the tigress that had just calmed down.

The wariness and killing intent that had finally faded from those golden pupils returned the moment they heard a voice!