There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

"Yan, Lord Yan, what are you doing here?"

It was the wolf father who reached out to cover the wolf mother's mouth. He was standing a little further away, which gave him a better view of the whole situation. When he saw Yan Lingji getting up as the flames were rising, his heart trembled.

He rushed over quickly and covered his wife's mouth with his hand.

He pressed down on the wolf mother's head, not daring to look Yan Lingji in the eye from his superior position. He forced a fawning smile onto his face, which was almost half covered by wolf-shaped tattoos.

But it only makes it seem more ridiculous and laughable.

Jiang Mo watched the scene unfold, which resembled a sudden change of face, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself: "Arrogant at first, then obsequious. Although Baiyue is a barbarian land, its people are not so different."

Rather, it is precisely because they are barbarians that human nature is expressed more directly.

Having witnessed the entire family's actions, Yan Lingji was not impressed by the wolf father's obsequious attitude; on the contrary, she felt even more disgusted and replied bluntly:

Where I am is none of your business.

"Could it be that you intend to discipline me on behalf of the High Priest?!"

Even with her hands on her hips, eyebrows raised, and a sharp, shrill voice, Yan Lingji was still incredibly cute in Jiang Mo's eyes.

There's a child trying hard to imitate an adult's playfulness.

The wolf father trembled all over from the scolding, and when he heard the name "Master Witch," he was so frightened that cold sweat poured down his body.

Yan Lingji was indeed an orphan, but she was born with extraordinary abilities.

In the Baiyue region, where totem worship was prevalent, she, who could control fire, was considered the spokesperson for the will of the gods. She was chosen as the next shaman priest when she was still a child, and held an extraordinary position in the village.

If she were to whisper a few bad things about their family in the priest's ear...

Thinking of this, the wolf father did not hesitate to pull his wife and son down to kneel before Yan Lingji with a thud: "Lady Yan, you can't say such things!"

With a cold snort, Yan Lingji ignored the family and instead gestured for Jiang Mo to stand up, pulling him to stand in front of them.

The wolf father, kneeling on the ground, froze, but still didn't dare to get up, continuing to kneel there meekly.

"Amo is my little brother, so if anyone needs to be disciplined, it's only me who should do it~"

Taking advantage of girls developing earlier, Yan Lingji effortlessly raised her hand and placed it on Jiang Mo's head, adopting an attitude of asserting dominance: "Do you understand?"

"Understood, understood!"

The family nodded vigorously, then heard Yan Lingji shout domineeringly, "Understood! What are you all standing there for? Apologize to my little brother!"

Their faces fell completely; the wolf family truly had a bitter pill to swallow.

But since they'd already knelt down, they couldn't just give up halfway. Even if it was too embarrassing for an adult to apologize to a child like that, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and go through with it.

Soon after, watching the family's miserable figures as they left, Jiang Mo laughed heartily:

"Sister Yan, this time I really took advantage of your power and got to act like a fox borrowing the tiger's might!"

Yan Lingji raised her eyes, tilted her head, and couldn't help but ask, "This is the second time I've heard you use this phrase, 'a fox borrowing the tiger's might.' What exactly does it mean?"

Jiang Mo was taken aback before realizing that it was normal for the other person not to understand the idiom.

After all, they're barbarians.

So he turned the grilled fish over and began to tell a story: "Once upon a time, in the forest, there lived a group of small animals..."

Sitting next to her with her little face in her hands, Yan Lingji's attention was quickly drawn to the story.

Her fair and flawless feet kicked at the clear water of the stream, and Yan Lingji, whose cultural background had improved slightly, felt even more curious about Jiang Mo.

I also developed a greater sense of longing for that distant Central Plains.

Chapter 5 would make me kneel and lick feet, and I'd be willing!

"I told you not to come over, and now look what happened! We didn't get any revenge, and we've lost face big time. How am I supposed to face that kid now..."

Once away from the stream, the wolf cub couldn't contain its frustration and began to complain.

That's absolutely true.

Initially, he genuinely didn't intend to ask his parents for support. After all, resorting to tattling when you can't beat someone is truly despicable. Especially in a place like Baiyue that reveres strength, it's hard not to think that he had been completely cowardly.

They didn't even dare to retaliate themselves.

But even if he didn't want to talk about it, the wolf cub's eyebrow injury, which was split open, couldn't be hidden just like that.

If it was someone else who did it, then it's fine.

But it was precisely that most despised little bastard that made the wolf father and wolf mother unable to remain calm. They felt they couldn't stand idly by and become the laughingstock of the village.

They thought they could easily crush Jiang Mo, who had no one to care for him.

But to everyone's surprise, this step only led to a trap! Not only did they not regain any face, but they also lost the prestige of their entire family.

If word gets out about what happened today...

Let alone becoming a laughing stock in the village, it would probably be a disgrace that their whole family could never shake off. Even a random dog on the roadside would dare to ride on their heads and act arrogantly.

However, the eight-year-old wolf cub was the most impatient and couldn't help but complain.

He completely forgot how arrogant he had been when he thought he could easily get revenge on Jiang Mo because of his parents.

"You're quite sensible to say that Lord Yan is here! Why didn't you tell me sooner!"

However, the wolf mother was suppressing her anger, and when she heard her cub's complaints, she couldn't help but explode.

That was truly a case of grabbing the wolf cub by the ear and trying to lift him up.

"I don't know, oh my, how would I know! I've never heard of Lord Yan having any underlings. Besides, who would have thought of this? Of all the people to choose as underlings, why did he have to choose that one..."

The habitual phrase "little bastard" is about to slip out.

But the branch that lashed out like lightning was three times faster than this guy's tongue.

With a sharp crack, a conspicuous red welt appeared on the wolf cub's body. He, who had been able to grit his teeth and remain silent while his ear was being twisted, couldn't help but howl as he was whipped.

But the wolf father, with a gloomy expression, showed no sign of stopping.

Waving the branch in his hand, he wished he could whip his little brat until it spun like a top.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?! You're incompetent, and you suffer indignities at someone else's place, so you're taking it out on your own kid? Why weren't you this aggressive just now!"

The mother wolf originally wanted to scold her headstrong little wolf cubs.

But she never expected that her husband would show no mercy when he started hitting her. She couldn't help but feel sorry for her child and protect her, grabbing the tender branch and glaring angrily at her wolf father.

"You better watch what you say from now on!"

He tugged twice, but failed to pull the branch from the other's hand. Instead, he accidentally broke it off. The wolf father didn't try to find another branch, but instead pointed at the wolf cub and angrily scolded it:

"Go home and recover from your injuries. Don't come out for three days!"

Shrinking back, not daring to face his angry father, the wolf cub slunk away. After calming her man for a while, the mother wolf couldn't help but ask:

"What about what happened just now? Should we cover it up?"

"Hide it? How can we hide it? Everyone else saw us when we came out! Besides, do you think that kid will be the same as before now that he's Lord Yan's underling?"

A sliver of clarity returned to his sinister eyes, and the wolf father spoke thoughtfully:

"Not only can we not hide it, but we also need to hurry up and spread the word as soon as possible. Let's say that our son asked Lord Yan's younger brother for a lesson in martial arts, and was slightly inferior?"

"Huh? Does this just make that kid feel superior for no reason?"

"Idiot, the point isn't that kid, it's Lord Yan! Understand? Lord Yan!! Is it shameful to lose to Lord Yan's underling?"

This wolf father was also a shrewd man.

Even after things have gone so badly, he still managed to come up with a desperate, albeit flawed, solution to try and salvage his family's reputation.

Jiang Mo had not expected this at all.

He had assumed the wolf cubs and their family would keep quiet about what had just happened, so to prevent other children's parents from causing trouble, he deliberately kept Yan Lingji in suspense by telling her an unfinished story, thus persuading her to come back to the village with him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared, Jiang Mo immediately noticed that the entire village seemed to be pointing at him and whispering among themselves.

This is truly unprecedented treatment.

Just half a day earlier, in the morning, Jiang Mo was practically invisible in the village where he had grown up.

Occasionally, a glance would fall upon him, but it was only with disdain and disgust.

But at this moment, the gazes that had gathered around them contained not only bewilderment and uncertainty, but also envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Faintly, Jiang Mo could also hear many people's heartfelt sentiments:

"Damn it... why did I choose him? Apart from his fair complexion... if I could become Lord Yan's subordinate, I would kneel down and lick her feet, I would do it!"

With a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, Jiang Mo's gaze quickly swept across his surroundings.

The villagers, who had previously disregarded him, now looked down at their feet or gazed at the sky when Jiang Mo's gaze swept over them; not one dared to meet his eyes. Therefore, Jiang Mo couldn't find out who this person was who dared to speak so frankly.

He could only silently mutter to himself:

Whoever it is, please restrain your true feelings and have some self-respect.

How could you possibly try to eat and take everything? You've got to enjoy all the good things by yourself!

Perhaps accustomed to being the center of attention since childhood, Yan Lingji didn't care about the gazes of others at all. She flashed out from behind Wushuang Gui's burly body and casually reached out to take Jiang Mo's hand:

"Amo, where do you live? Take me there quickly."

The whispers and murmurs subsided to a freezing point when Yan Lingji was revealed to the crowd, making the once noisy village suddenly very quiet.

It was so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of back teeth being ground to powder.

Unlike most Baiyue people, Yan Lingji's small hands showed no signs of the roughness that comes from living in harsh, remote areas. There were no calluses from years of labor, and even the natural lines of her skin were remarkably faint. Her delicate, boneless hands looked like a perfect work of art.

However, when these hands were holding his, Jiang Mo didn't feel much of a stir in his heart.

He knew very well that Yan Lingji had absolutely no ulterior motives at this moment; she was simply a little girl who had gotten a new pet and was showing it off to everyone around her.

Who would have any strange thoughts about pets?

Chapter 6, the barbarians, also have their merits.

thump~

The sound of a heavy object falling to the floor startled Jiang Mo, who wasn't sleeping soundly, awake. He instinctively reached under his pillow, silently wondering to himself: