âLet him go!â Feng Lianqingâs expression was dark as he pointed his long sword at the leopard.
âHeh...â The leopard let out a cold snort. His voice sounded scornful and contemptuous.
âEach one of you humans is detestable. You enjoy killing and have murdered a lot of spirit beasts in our tribe! Why are you allowed to murder our kind, but we canât kill you, humans, instead? This little fatty will be dessert for my brothers. I wonât return him to you.â
When the little fatty heard the spirit beast speaking human language, he panicked in fright. The second half of the leopardâs words made the little boy soil himself a little. It was disgusting.
âIâm not delicious. Iâm really not delicious. I only have fats. Why didnât you target them instead of me?â
There were obviously a lot more people back there, but why did the leopard choose him?
âShut up! If you keep crying, Iâll swallow you now!â The leopard warned ferociously.
Sure enough, after saying this, the little fatty stopped crying. He kept quiet and never made another sound.
Feng Lianqing looked at the leopard and said calmly, âI admit that many people enjoy killing, but not everyone does. We are reasonable humans. If you donât touch my people, I wonât harm you.â
âMy tribe, my whole tribe... was murdered.â The leopard was trembling. âI wonât believe the sweet words of a human. You, humans, have bewitched too many spirit beasts of my kind and even had them assist you in killing and hunting. If I didnât attack you, you would have attacked me! Iâve survived thus far because I wanted to take revenge on humans!â
To him, every human was the same. None of them were decent. He had survived thus far because he wanted to kill as many as he could! Even if it were not many, he would never continue to live in hiding...
Feng Lianqingâs gaze darkened. âIf you wonât let him go, donât blame me for not showing mercy!â
He could not communicate with an unintelligent spirit beast, so he could only force it to let the little boy go.
The instant Feng Lianqing lifted his long sword, a voice called out from behind him, making his sword stop midair.
âWhich do you think is faster? Your sword? Or his teeth?â
Feng Lianqing was stunned. He turned to see a young girl dressed in red robes, slowly walking over.
Hmm... Although it was inappropriate to call a pregnant woman a âyoung girlâ, when faced with this girl who did not look to be over twenty years old, he was reluctant to call her a woman.
The man standing beside this young girl remained fair and calm as if no matter what happened, his emotions would not stir. He was tranquil as a gentle breeze.
âIf I help you.â Feng Ruqing smiled, âWill you tell me about Lianyi?â
Feng Lianqing was stunned. He stared at Feng Ruqing, lost.
âLianyi? Why do you want to know about her?â
Feng Ruqing rubbed her chin and smiled brightly. âIâm quite interested in her.â
Feng Lianqing was speechless. He looked at Feng Ruqing, then looked sympathetically at Nan Xian. He could clearly see the dark expression on Nan Xianâs face.
âAhem! Ahem!â Feng Lianqing coughed briefly. âYoung Master Nan Xian, you donât have to worry about anything. Lianyi... is normal.â
Nan Xian was speechless. He glanced faintly at Feng Lianqing. âIs my Qingâer abnormal?â
âToo abnormal!â
But of course, he dared not say it out loud. After all, Feng Lianqing was still hoping that these two would help him save the prince.