Muye felt even more aggrieved. Turning to see Bai Ning, a surge of fury instantly rose in her heart—it was all her fault! If it weren’t for her, Beichuan would never treat her this way!
A female as thin as a cub, with broken arms and legs… only her face was somewhat passable. How could she possibly be worthy of Beichuan! The more Muye thought about it, the angrier she got. She marched straight toward Bai Ning; she wanted to drive her out of Beichuan’s cave. She was not worthy of being his female!
Seeing this, Luoxia hurriedly grabbed Muye. “Muye, don’t be impulsive, she’s still injured.”
Muye violently shook off Luoxia’s hand, her tone sharp. “I’m not going to hit her! What does it matter if she’s injured!”
Muye took a few quick steps and stood firmly in front of Bai Ning, staring her down. “You aren’t worthy of Beichuan!”
Bai Ning’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Muye rush over. She thought she was about to get hit and had already prepared herself for the blow, but she didn’t expect the young female to only say that one sentence.
Seeing that Bai Ning didn’t respond, Muye repeated herself, emphasizing every word. “You are not worthy of Beichuan! You are thin and weak; I could knock you over with one hand. Your arms and legs are broken—being with Beichuan will only drag him down! Beichuan is the bravest warrior in our tribe. You don’t deserve him!”
“Shut up!”
Before Bai Ning could speak, Beichuan’s voice, thick with rage, thundered across the space. Immediately after, the beastman’s towering frame shielded her. Beichuan glared at Muye, his hands clenched tightly.
“Whether she is worthy of me or not, is it your turn to speak?”
Startled by the fury in Beichuan’s eyes, Muye couldn’t help but take a step back. “Beichuan… I…”
Beichuan took a step forward, looking down at Mu Ye with a cold, indifferent gaze. “Muye, your older brother is my good brother, so I don’t want to be too harsh. I have rejected you more than once; I don’t like you, and I don’t want to be your male. This has nothing to do with Bai Ning. Even if she wasn’t here, I still wouldn’t like you. Furthermore, what do you mean by ‘worthy’? The person I like is the best. Never mind that Bai Ning’s injuries are only temporary—even if she never recovered, I would be willing to take care of her forever! Mu Ye, I hope you never come here again, and definitely never speak such nonsense to Bai Ning again!”
Beichuan’s words felt like a sharp slap to Muye’s face. Her face turned beet red instantly, and tears spilled from her eyes, hitting the ground. She gave Beichuan a look of shame and indignation before turning to run back toward the tribe.
“Hey… Muye!”
“Bai Ning, don’t be angry. Muye doesn’t have bad intentions. I’m leaving now; I’ll come see you next time.” Seeing Muye leave in tears, Luoxia grew anxious. She gave Bai Ning a quick word and chased after Mu Ye, not forgetting to glare at Beichuan before she left.
Watching this farce, Bai Ning’s lips twitched involuntarily. Great. I’m just sitting at home and trouble finds me. I didn’t do a thing, yet I’ve already offended someone.
After the two left, Beichuan turned around and knelt before Bai Ning. He looked up at her, a flash of unease crossing his icy blue eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and his voice carried a hint of caution.
“Bai Ning, I… did I just scare you? I—I’m not usually like this, and I would never treat you that way… and Muye… she is my brother’s sister. I’ve always thought of her as a sister. I really don’t like her. I’ve rejected her many times, I…”
Beichuan’s heart was in his throat. Bai Ning already didn’t like him; after seeing this scene today, would she hate him even more?
Bai Ning met Beichuan’s blue eyes and saw the turmoil of unease within them. Suddenly, her heart felt as if it had been brushed by a feather, causing a strange ripple of emotion.
The way he looked… he really looked like an erring puppy, head hanging low, eyes pleading for his owner’s forgiveness!
“Sister… he looks so pitiful like this. He’s so in love! Is this what you guys call a ‘love-brain’?” Tong Tong’s voice chirped.
“Don’t say it… he really does have that vibe!”
“Hahaha… Sister, don’t you always say that a ‘love-brain’ is the best dowry a man can have? Why don’t you consider just taking him? He’s good-looking, he’s strong… he’s a bit careless, but that can be trained! Since you can’t go back anyway, having him will make your life here much easier!”
Tong Tong truly wanted the best for Bai Ning. It knew Bai Ning had seen too many disgusting people and things in the apocalypse, but she had left that place now. Besides, beastmen were bound by the Beast God’s oath; unless a female did something wrong, a male would normally never betray her. Moreover, the Beast World was full of danger. If she were alone, she couldn’t handle the threats outside, and Tong Tong’s mission wouldn’t be completed.
But most importantly, Tong Tong truly liked its host. She was its first host, and it wanted her to be happy.
Bai Ning was silent for a moment before replying internally, “No rush. We’ve only known each other for two days. We’ll talk about the future later!”
Tong Tong knew this couldn’t be rushed and sighed silently, only hoping this beastman would step up his game so her sister would agree sooner!
Seeing that Bai Ning remained silent, Beichuan thought she truly hated him. His head slowly drooped further, hiding the disappointment and sadness in his eyes. His hands were clenched so tight that his nails dug into his palms, and a trace of blood seeped through his fingers…
Bai Ning only noticed something was wrong after she finished talking to Tong Tong. Her gaze swept down and caught sight of Beichuan’s bleeding hand.
“Your hand!”
Bai Ning cried out, instinctively reaching out to grab Beichuan’s wrist. Seeing the blood seeping through his fingers, a spark of anger suddenly rose in her heart for some reason.
“Open your hand!”
Her voice, sharp with anger, made Beichuan start. He looked up at her, shock flashing in his eyes—she… she was actually holding his hand.
“Bai Ning…” Beichuan’s voice trembled. He wanted to say something but feared it wouldn’t be the answer he hoped for.
“Open your hand, don’t make me say it again!” Bai Ning’s tone was cold, and her eyes were even chillier.
Beichuan hesitated for a moment but eventually opened his palm slowly. What met her eyes was a mess of bloody marks; blood was flowing steadily from the deep wounds gouged by his nails.
“What are you doing?”
Bai Ning’s anger flared even more as she questioned him. What is this? A self-harm tactic to get sympathy?
She hadn’t even said anything yet, and he was playing the “bitter meat” card. What about the future? Would he pull this stunt every time she didn’t go along with his wishes? She was truly sick of this tactic of hurting oneself to seek pity and compassion!
Did he think she would feel bad for him if he acted like this? Absolutely impossible!!!