The little lion approached the lion and saw that he still had a faint breath, its eyes immediately emitting a scorching glow.
Good, not dead yet!
It held its small body upright, then extended its agile paws. In its paws, it tightly gripped a gleaming dagger. The dagger was so sharp that it had already cut a gash on its small paw.
With a fierce charge, it thrust the dagger into the belly of the large lion, and blood poured out.
The large lion, awakened by the pain, stared dumbly at its cub, and in disbelief, furiously rebuked, "Little Lion, what are you doing? Are you trying to kill your father?"
"You are not my father, you are a demon!" Seizing the opportunity while he was weak, the little lion stabbed him a few more times.
The large lion's body was covered in blood. He hadn't expected that the heavenly lightning wouldn't kill him, nor would his kin, but he was to die at the hands of his own son.
"I am your father, you scoundrel!" Shi Xiao Tian, on the verge of death, cursed with all his might.
"You are not my father! Ever since you executed my mother for that disgusting woman, you have not been my father, but an enemy!" The little lion's eyes were filled with undisguised hatred.
Only then did he remember that there was another bad woman who had caused his mother's death. He quickly pulled the dagger from Shi Xiao Tian's body, his hands trembling, his expression fierce as he searched for Lu Yan everywhere.
However, he found no trace of that bad woman at the scene.
Fearing discovery by other beasts for parricide, the little lion fled in a panic into the depths of the jungle.
Shi Xiao Tian, on the brink of death, stared blankly at the retreating figure of his cub, tears of regret involuntarily streaming from the corners of his eyes.
This was because a memory from his past life had surfaced in his mind.
In the memory, in order to contend for the right to mate with Lu Yan against the leaders of other tribes, he had initiated numerous wars, causing widespread devastation and suffering in this beastman world.
Ultimately, he, the dignified leader of the Lion Tribe, had ended up sharing Lu Yan with those despicable races, even establishing some so-called "Brotherhood Alliance." He truly had been blinded by greed!
As for his original mate—the little lion's mother—he had, just like in this life, casually found an excuse to execute her to please Lu Yan.
Later, Lu Yan took a disliking to his son, so he had the little lion drowned to death.
He regretted it deeply, but regret was too late.
Finally, Shi Xiao Tian closed his eyes in despair. The sharp, cold wind howled past his corpse, as if cheering with unrestrained joy.
Qiao Ci was escorted back to the tribe by the surrounding beastmen, exuding an aura of authority.
It wasn't until she returned to her residence that she heard weak, high-pitched protests.
When she saw the little tiger cub in Ming Xi's arms, wearing a knitted green hat on its head, her expressionless face began to crack.
"Why did you put a... little hat on it?" Qiao Ci stifled her laughter, looking at Ming Xi, who was watching her with big, watery eyes.
"The weather has been a bit chilly recently, so I thought a hat would keep it warmer," Ming Xi explained with a shy smile.
"You... are indeed thoughtful." Ignoring the little tiger cub's desperate pleas for help, Qiao Ci praised Ming Xi insincerely.
"What were you doing just now?" Ming Xi only knew that she had used her heavenly lightning, but he hadn't specifically checked what she had done.
He felt that since they had decided to be together, he should give her absolute space and privacy. Rather than peeking at her, he preferred to hear from her directly about what she had done, what problems she had encountered, and what she had said.
"I just incorporated the Lion Tribe. We have a new subordinate now," Qiao Ci replied, playing with the green hat of the little tiger cub in his arms.
"This hat is so cute, where did you get it?" Qiao Ci was infatuated with the little hat.
Seeing her liking it, Ming Xi's eyes sparkled, "I just knitted it. If you like it, I can knit one for you too, with a more novel style and better materials."
He wanted to say that he could also knit shoes, clothes, and small dolls. He had learned these things in the human world near the beastman world. However, Qiao Ci didn't give him the chance to show off.
She flatly refused, "No, thank you. I'm allergic to green hats."
"Then I'll knit one in a different color. I can also knit clothes, shoes..."
"Okay." Qiao Ci's expression finally softened. As she listened to Ming Xi enumerate his skills, her gaze deepened.
Lu Yan crept to the Tiger Tribe and felt her heart settle as she stood before the familiar door.
She had been truly terrified just now!
That vile offspring of Shi Xiao Tian was so vicious as to cruelly stab his own father to death.
Her intuition told her to leave quickly before he noticed her. Lu Yan carefully got up, dragging her heavy body, and instinctively returned to the place where she and Nan An had previously lived.
Looking at the closed door, she took a deep breath and slowly opened it.
Nan An had sensed her approach. Remembering her unreturned departure, he was not particularly excited nor did he get up to open the door for her.
Seeing Nan An sitting on the couch with a cold expression, the tears that had been gathering in Lu Yan's eyes immediately fell.
She ran to Nan An in a pitiable manner and threw herself into his arms, crying and beating his chest, "Wuwuwu, why didn't you come find me? Wuwuwu, I was captured by bad people and only just escaped! Do you know how much suffering I endured?"
After Lu Yan left, Nan An's legs had begun to recover. When she pressed down on him, his leg started to ache again.
He initially wanted to push her away, but seeing her crying like a tearful mess, he felt a moment of reluctance.
Upon discerning the scent of another beastman on her, Nan An's eyes flickered. Without hesitation, he pushed her away and said coldly, "Didn't you leave of your own accord?
Besides, I told you long ago that it's dangerous outside. Now you've encountered danger and regret it?
Heh, Lu Yan, don't you think you deserve this?"
Lu Yan hadn't expected Nan An to push her away and immediately became insistent, saying aggressively, "I deserve this? If you hadn't been so indifferent to me, allowing Qiao Ci to bully me, would I have left in a huff? I loved you so much, and the first moment I escaped, I only wanted to see you. And this is how you treat me with your cold words?"
Seeing that his expression remained cold, Lu Yan gritted her teeth and smashed her head against the nearby wall, "You don't love me anymore, wuwuwu. I loved you so much, but you've changed your mind. What's the point of my living? I might as well die!"
Seeing her actually about to hit the wall, Nan An was somewhat moved and quickly got up to stop her.
Lu Yan cried herself into his arms, her little fists beating his chest, "Why did you save me? Wuwuwu, let me die. If I die, perhaps I can return to my own world. Then you'll never have to see my hateful self again."
"Sigh, you, what am I supposed to do with you..." Thinking that he would never see her again, Nan An's discomfort grew, and he could only helplessly embrace and comfort her.