The long black hair on the sides of his head fell down and concealed the emotions on Yuan Jue’s gloomy face. His pitch-black eyelashes lightly trembled. The tip of his tongue was pressed against his fang, and his slender, deathly pale fingers were forcefully embedded into the tree trunk. The blood on his lips hadn’t even been wiped off, and it felt as if someone had viciously stabbed his heart several times. His mouth was full of the iron taste of blood.
He did his best to restrain his fierce killing intent, but his demon consciousness circled Lu Ziran. Countless, indescribable dark ideas flourished in his mind.
That lion was a decade older than him and hadn’t even reached level 4. What right did he have to say that he would save her? Save his little wife?
How dare he use the word “save”?
Ruan Qiuqiu was also questioning how Lu Ziran could be so thick-skinned. Saying that he came here to save her was so annoying to hear.
Ruan Qiuqiu couldn’t bear it anymore. She instinctively moved closer to the entrance of the cave and glanced at Lu Ziran with an indescribable look. “Warrior Lu… Are you misunderstanding something?”
She wondered if there was genuinely something wrong with Lu Ziran’s brain. The female lead was beautiful and delicate. Wasn’t she delectable enough for him? Why did he have to come here and harass her, a supporting female character that was having a difficult time? The original owner had a reputation as a fool too.
Once that latter thought crossed her mind, she connected that thought with the original owner’s tragic fate in the novel, which was dying in the next beast tide, and almost instantly figured out his reason.
According to the plot, she would be pushed down into the beast tide by a lion that was hostile towards her. By chance, that would help the heaven-defying lion block a fiend attack. Since she had run off, was the plot trying to fix a bug by urging Lu Ziran to come look for her?
Moreover, how did Lu Ziran know what she’s living? Did those wolf demons in the Fire Wolf Tribe tell him? Thinking of this possibility, Ruan Qiuqiu felt a terrifying chill down her back.
She gripped the spear and did her best to keep her tone calm as she said, “I’m living well here. I don’t need you to save me.”
Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was as resolute and soft as ever.
Yuan Jue had been slumped over in the distance underneath a giant tree, and his furry ears were drooping down. Her words were a cool breeze full of sunshine that tightly grabbed hold of his attention and loosened his furrowed eyebrows.
Those same words when heard by the heaven-defying lion was jarring.
Lu Ziran tried his best to suppress his anger. “This is what you call living well? Tell me the truth. Did that trash wolf force you? I’m here. Don’t be scared. I’ll support you and get you justice.”
Ruan Qiuqiu: “…?”
How did Mr. Gray Wolf force her? Did he force her to live in his cave? Or force her to use his furniture, sleep on his bed, or grab his fur?
If anyone was going to mention forcing, then it was obviously her forcing Mr. Gray Wolf this entire time.
Somewhat at a loss of words, she looked at Lu Ziran. “What are you talking about?”
Lu Ziran thought that the clear-headed Ruan Qiuqiu didn’t know that when she was in her “fool” state, Yuan Jue had coerced her. As if he had gotten information that could be used against Yuan Jue, he immediately verbally attacked him. Gritting his teeth, he said, “The wolf demons in the Fire Wolf Tribe told me that you were forced to be intimate with him.”
Ruan Qiuqiu: “…”
Yuan Jue, whose blood had been clamoring to get rid of the irksome Lu Ziran: “…”
His intact, triangular ears perked up. His handsome face gradually grew hot. He had been very curious about this matter. If secretly holding her hand at night and imaging what it would feel like to hold her soft waist was forcing her… then probably, maybe, perhaps, he had forced her many times.
Those wolf demons had misunderstood because her body was full of his scent. Did she mind?
Although he wanted to know, who was Lu Ziran to ask his wife such a private question.
Damn it.
Cold sweat fell down Yuan Jue’s forehead. His nervous emotions were mingled with his desire to kill Lu Ziran, making him uneasy and fretful.
As for Ruan Qiuqiu, she finally understood why Lu Ziran had an ashen face and looked as if he wanted to interrogate her when he just rushed over here.
This lion demon simply had a bandit’s logic. Just because he had done one charitable thing for her, did he think she became his belonging for life? And that she could only follow the established fate and die for him? That she couldn’t have any dignity of her own or freedom?
Was he serious? Mr. Gray Wolf and her were partners for life. Disregarding that they haven’t done anything yet, even if they had, so what? It wouldn’t be any of Lu Ziran’s business.
Ruan Qiuqiu felt that she was simply talking to a scumbag lion with learning difficulties. “My husband didn’t force me. I was willing.”