Nestled within the tribe’s bamboo forest sat a thatched cottage covering about fifty square meters.
It was far from luxurious, its sole defining feature being its massive size, which in itself symbolized the occupant’s status within the clan.
“Chief Saki, is the poison Reya took truly incurable?” Caesar’s normally gentle and refined face betrayed a hint of anxiety.
At the mention of the poison, Saki’s eyes grew deep and his gaze turned cold.
“The witch doctor said that any male who ingests this poison will absolutely never be able to reproduce.”
Hearing this confirmation, Caesar finally let out a sigh of relief.
He was the cream of the crop among the younger generation of males in the tribe, and if there was one person he feared above all else, it was Reya.
Others didn’t know it, but Caesar was keenly aware of the truth.
Reya was both incredibly strong and highly intelligent.
That was why Caesar had always kept a close eye on him; if such an asset couldn’t be used for his own gain, he had to be completely destroyed.
Originally, as long as Reya became Dora’s mate, he would wholeheartedly serve Caesar.
But to his surprise, Misha had thrown a wrench in the works.
“Reya’s recent momentum has been rather fierce,” Saki noted.
“Many males in the tribe have been interacting with him, and their opinions of him are quite high.
If he hadn’t lost his ability to reproduce, I’m afraid he would pose a massive threat to your future inheritance of the Clan Leader position.”
Saki’s eyes glinted fiercely.
Lately, many males had been praising Reya’s intelligence and strength to him, and every word made him more vigilant.
He wondered if all his years of effort to suppress Reya would ultimately end in failure.
The soft expression on Caesar’s face vanished.
“It’s all that Misha’s fault,” he said coldly.
“If she hadn’t shown up, Reya would never have slipped out of our control.”
Saki stroked his beard, a flash of murderous intent crossing his eyes.
“That little female is indeed a nuisance.” She possessed strength equal to that of a male, and she was smart, too.
Caesar shook his head.
“The birthmark on her face is gone now.
She’s become beautiful.
I imagine quite a few males will be pursuing her in the future, so making a move against her will probably be difficult.”
Dora, who had been eavesdropping outside, immediately burst into the room upon hearing this.
“Are you telling the truth?
Is Misha’s birthmark really gone?
Has she really become beautiful?” Using the word ‘really’ three times was enough to show just how shocked Dora was by the news.
Caesar nodded with a grave, solemn expression.
“Harry just came back yelling about how he fell for a beautiful, silver-haired little female.
Could it be Misha?” Dora said, jealousy swirling in her eyes.
She knew her own brother best.
Harry had always loved beautiful things and beautiful people, which was why he had delayed finding a mate for so long.
If Harry had taken a liking to Misha now, it proved that the little bitch had indeed become much prettier.
“No, I have to go see for myself,” she declared, still unwilling to accept it.
With that, Dora turned and left the thatched cottage. You are reading on novelping.com, the official source.
As soon as she stepped out of the bamboo forest, she ran into one of her suitors who had come to deliver fruit.
She walked right past without even looking at him.
The male with light yellow hair looked a bit surprised.
Holding the fresh Water Spirit fruits in his hands, he hurried after her.
Meanwhile, outside Reya’s wooden cabin, a little female was playing with a small black bear.
Her porcelain skin glowed in the sunlight.
Her every movement and every smile was undeniably beautiful.
In particular, her shifting gaze held a mesmerizing, almost ethereal charm.
“She’s so beautiful.”
Hearing the involuntary sigh of admiration from the male beside her, Dora felt so angry her chest was about to explode.
This damn little bitch had actually become so gorgeous that it made Dora pale in comparison.
With Misha in the Dog Clan Tribe, no male would ever look at Dora again.
Forcing down the fury in her heart, she turned to the light-haired male, her eyes brimming with feigned tenderness.
“Jira, do you really like me?”
Jira gulped, his cheeks flushing slightly.
“O-of course.”
Dora curled her lips into a smile.
“Alright.
As long as you help me kill Misha, I will choose you as my mate.”
“I can’t do that.
Any male who harms a little female will be punished by the tribe.” Having been taught to protect little females since childhood, Jira refused immediately.
Dora bit her lip, a layer of mist gathering in her eyes.
“Then are you just going to stand by and watch her bully me?
Do you really have the heart to watch me pick a twenty-five-year-old male as my first mate?”
Everyone in the entire tribe knew about the three-month bet between Dora and Misha.
Jira naturally knew about it as well.
He hesitated.
“Th-this…”
Seeing him waver, Dora hurriedly grabbed Jira’s hand and pressed it against her chest, her eyes filled with tears.
“Jira, can you truly bear to see that happen?
Misha is nothing but an orphan.
No one cares whether she lives or dies.
My father is the Clan Leader.
If he knows you were helping me, he won’t blame you.
If you really kill Misha, I will choose you as my first mate.”
Becoming a first mate was a massive temptation for any male, and Jira found himself deeply tempted.
His ears turned red as his pale yellow eyes stared intently at Dora.
“Okay, I’ll help you.”
Dora wiped her tears, a radiant smile instantly breaking out on her face.
From then on, Jira hid in the shadows every day, observing Misha and looking for an opportunity to assassinate her. Find the original chapter at g.com.
But with other little females coming to the wooden cabin every day to get their hair permed or to play with Misha, he never managed to find an opening.
One day, Misha was boiling goat’s milk at home when she suddenly heard a blaring notification sound from the system.
[Warning!
Warning!
The host’s target is in danger.
Please proceed to assist.
If the target dies, the mission will fail, and the host will explode and die.
There are no second chances.]
Misha cursed inwardly, “Damn it.”
Nevertheless, she quickly strode out of the tribe.
Since the target was in danger, the system had automatically provided his coordinates.
Following the location, Misha rushed to the scene.
Just as she approached, she heard a tiger’s ROAR.
She furrowed her brows slightly.
How did Reya manage to provoke a tiger out of nowhere?
She followed the sound and saw Reya using his own body to block the beast’s sharp claws.
Beneath him lay a male with long yellow hair.
Misha’s eyes instantly turned red with fury.
The idiot clearly could have dodged, yet he used his own body to shield the scumbag Caesar from the tiger’s attack.
But now wasn’t the time to be angry.
The tiger was leaping through the air, its massive claws aimed straight at Reya’s back.
If that claw landed, it would probably cost him half his life.
In a split second, Misha leaped into the air and kicked at the tiger.
Girl and beast collided mid-air before both crashed to the ground.
With the danger neutralized, she walked over to Reya with a dark expression.
“Do you have any idea what you were just doing?!” Misha unceremoniously grabbed Reya by the shoulders and shook him desperately.
She wanted to wake this idiot up so he would stop being so blindly naive.
“I…” Reya hadn’t expected Misha to come.
A smile appeared on his pale face.
Caesar picked himself up from the ground, looking at the little female in front of him with disbelief.
“Misha, why are you here?”
Misha let go of Reya and immediately landed a punch right on Caesar’s face.
“You clearly could have pushed Reya away, yet you just stood there and watched him block the attack for you!
You’re pushing him to his death!
Is this what you call being good brothers?
If you ask me, you wish he was dead!”