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Mo Ran's expression was cold and fierce. "You don't belong here."
Yan Lue stood arrogantly, as if no one had the right to speak to him as an equal. His gaze was parallel, yet it carried an absolute sense of superiority.
"This is my possession," Yun Zhi Yue declared. "It has never changed from the beginning. If you want her to live, then give her to me. Or I can kill you all and take her away; either option works for me."
The Chuan Jia Brothers stood up, their expressions unfriendly as they stared at Kong Yu Wang. Even if they might not be able to win, they wouldn't back down.
Unexpectedly, the Mo Family Brothers, who should have been angrier, fell silent instead.
Mo Li spoke in a deep voice, "Give her to him. Nothing is more important than Yun Zhi Yue's life."
Chuan Yi loosened his grip on Yun Zhi Yue's arm slightly, a wave of intense heat surged through him as Yun Zhi Yue was almost silently taken away from him.
After a long time apart, when he held her again, Yan Lue did not feel the joy of reunion; instead, he was somewhat irritated that she dared to try to break free from him.
His thumb brushed over Yun Zhi Yue's forehead, and the two black serpent tattoos shattered and vanished instantly.
The Mo Li Brothers felt a jolt in their minds; something precious had been stripped away from them.
Chuan Jiu exclaimed, "This is impossible! I've never heard of a partner's mark being erased!"
Yan Lue stared at the two brothers expressionlessly. "Not just the mark; I've erased her memories as well. From now on, she will be Kong Yu Wang Hou."
"You are weak—so weak that I can't be bothered to lift a finger against you. If you know what's good for you, don't show yourselves in front of us again. Crushing ants is merely an accident."
Massive red wings flared with flames as the petite female was completely enveloped in a fiery cage with her eyes closed.
The flames burst out of the cave and disappeared, but the lingering heat remained, as if reminding the ants of their insignificance.
The Chuan Jia and Jiu Xiong Di felt some sympathy for the Serpent Clan members. In beast tribes, nothing was more humiliating than having a female taken away; it was a complete degradation of dignity.
Chuan Jiu, usually a bit of a joker, tentatively tried to comfort them. "Hey, don’t go off and commit suicide because of this! We’ve been through a lot these past few days just to save you guys; I still have frostbite from it."
"If you decide to take your own lives now, all our efforts would be in vain. Besides..."
He trailed off after talking for half a day without getting anywhere; it was tough for anyone involved.
However, the brothers' reactions were beyond Chuan Jiu's expectations—they showed no signs of humiliation or despair; their faces were colder than ever.
"After winter ends, we plan to compete for the Beast King position. If you're interested too, we can train and fight together during this harsh winter. If not, we will leave now."
Chuan Yi looked at the two for a moment before raising an eyebrow. "Suddenly feeling a bit interested in that position? It would be quite exhilarating to get through this particularly harsh winter together."
In the heart of Kong Yu City, a petite figure clad in a vibrant red dress was diligently weaving various feathers into intricate designs. Her expression was serious, yet a smile danced at the corners of her lips, surrounded by an array of colorful feathered creations. There were small baskets, little bags, and garments adorned with feathers in every hue.
As the flying beasts and their kin passed by, they wore expressions of both anger and fear. Ever since Your Majesty had brought this female back over two months ago and elevated her to the position of queen, the orcs of Kong Yu City had found themselves in a string of misfortunes.
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