Si Yan held the Heart-Connected Scale, facing his chilling intent directly. Just as Wang unleashed his cold killing intent, the two cubs quickly arrived by Si Yan’s side, their eyes cold and vigilant as they glared at their father.
A male who doesn’t know how to care for the Mistress and the cubs is nothing but scum. And this scum dares to be fierce to their mother?! Nan Mo clenched Si Yan’s beast-skin clothing, a look of solidarity unto death crossing the little cub’s expression.
Wang restrained his cold intent and looked down at Nan Mo. He remembered this little one was adopted by him. Now, he was actually siding with someone else.
Si Yan thought, He really did recognize me as the Yan Yan from his childhood right from the start. But the Yan Yan from childhood and the Si Yan of today are no longer the same person.
"Do you want to kill me?" Si Yan asked, her face composed. Could it be that what the gecko said was true? That as long as the false sky plants a seed in Wang, he, vile and dark, would kill me?
Wang looked at the serpent scale in her hand, his face darkening. "Why return it?"
Si Yan picked up the serpent scale. Because this serpent scale was given to the original owner, not to me.
She said, "It’s quite useful, and it has been with me for a long time. But it’s yours, and it must be important to you."
Wang said coldly, "Female, the things I, She Wang, give away, I have never taken back, nor will I ever. Whether you use it to chop wood or split stones is up to you; it has nothing to do with me."
Si Yan took back the serpent scale. As it happened, she found it very handy and was actually somewhat reluctant to part with it.
Wang saw her swiftly store the serpent scale securely, and noticing the purple serpent scale hanging at her waist, his mood finally improved.
Noises from outside the cave drew Si Yan out.
She Ying, who was guarding the entrance, stood up holding the little female child.
"What’s happening outside?" Si Yan asked.
She Ying, with his usual stern face, replied, "Mistress, the Silver Wolf Tribe is preparing to move to their refuge."
The Flaming Day occurs once every ten years, and many old tribes have their own refuges; the Silver Wolf Tribe was no exception.
Yin Hong ran over in a panic. Ever since he realized his heart raced for Si Yan, he could no longer maintain his initial composure when facing her, sometimes seeming as foolish as a little cub.
With his cheeks slightly red, Yin Hong said, "Si Yan, it’s too hot; the water in the rivers has nearly dried up. The tribe is preparing to move to the refuge. Get ready and come with us."
Si Yan asked, "Can I go too?"
Yin Hong nodded. "You taught the tribe how to store food and water; you’re a benefactor to us. Of course, you can go."
Si Yan nodded. "Alright, we’ll go."
Wang’s brows furrowed slightly. His molting period was upon him. He was forcefully suppressing it, and following them to the Silver Wolf Tribe’s refuge... he was uncertain if it would be a blessing or a curse.
Si Yan didn’t have many belongings, but her family was rather special. Aside from herself and the little female child in She Ying’s arms, the rest were all snake Beastmen.
Lang Dan, leading her Beast Husbands and a group of wolf cubs, came out. Seeing Si Yan’s family, Lang Dan ran over excitedly.
"Lang Dan," Si Yan responded with a smile. "Is the tribe moving to the refuge today?"
Lang Dan nodded. "Yeah, yeah! We’re finally going; it’s too hot here."
Si Yan saw the males begin to transport the recently hoarded food.
Lang Dan said, "The Flaming Day comes every ten years, and this is my third time heading to the refuge. Follow me; I’ll take you there."
Lang Dan looked at Yin Hong, who, after informing Si Yan, was standing at a distance. She waved at him.
Yin Hong blushed and turned to walk away; he had many other things to attend to.
Upon seeing Yin Hong leave, Lang Dan stuck out her tongue. She pulled Si Yan aside and said, "Si Yan, you have no idea.
"Yin Hong is Yin Xiu’s most outstanding son; when he was young, we all thought he might be the first Beastman in our tribe to awaken a Special Ability.
"Unfortunately, he didn’t. Instead, a wandering silver wolf from a foreign land activated the Silver Wolf Special Ability."
"A wandering silver wolf from a foreign land?"
Suddenly thinking of something, Si Yan asked, "Lang Dan, are you talking about Tai Seng?"
Lang Dan looked at Si Yan in surprise. "Si Yan, you know our Young Master?"
Just as Si Yan was feeling surprised, she saw that the barrier on the always-sealed forbidden cave suddenly disappeared.
Yin Xiu, holding a scepter, was the first to emerge. Behind her followed several Red Crystal Silver Wolf Beastmen, and among them was a Beastman Si Yan knew very well.
Dongchi and Nan Mo also ran over.
Wang’s aura chilled noticeably as he watched Si Yan run towards the most handsome silver wolf in the group.
She Ying dared not speak.
With the appearance of the Silver Wolf Young Master, many silver wolves gathered around. "The Young Master! It’s the Young Master!"
"The Young Master is the grandson of Clan Leader Yin Shui. The Young Master has awakened his Special Ability!"
"The Young Master really is good-looking."
"Tai Seng, Tai Seng!" Si Yan pushed through the crowd, trying hard to squeeze in.
Tai Seng turned around, stunned, when he heard the voice.
In the midst of the crowd, he could always spot her at first glance.
Tai Seng’s eyes lit up instantly, much like those of a large, eager dog, and a smile finally bloomed on his face. "Si Yan! You’re here! It really is you!"
I’ve been trapped in the Silver Wolf Tribe for so long, thinking about going back every day. Thinking about you every day... I’ve missed you so, so much.
Si Yan finally made it through.
Overcome with excitement, Tai Seng’s ears perked up, his large tail swayed from side to side, and he placed his hands on her shoulders.
He couldn’t stop smiling.
"Si Yan, how did you get here? Are you here for me?
"I missed you. I really missed you."
The emotions of a silver wolf were pure and sincere; his clear, large eyes were full of his yearning and apology.
"I’m sorry. I had already found Nan Mo, but then we got separated again. I wasn’t able to take good care of him."
Si Yan shook her head, saying happily, "I’ve already found Nan Mo. Don’t worry about him. As for you, it’s good that you’re safe. But how did you become the Young Master of the Silver Wolf Tribe?"
Tai Seng’s eyes shone brightly. "Si Yan, I’ll explain this to you later."
Yin Xiu watched this scene, her eyebrows furrowing.
Tai Seng took a step forward, standing before Yin Xiu. "Aunt Xiu," he said, "I’ve told you before, I already have a Mistress. Si Yan is my Mistress."
Yin Hong, standing aside, dropped the strip of dried sweet potato he was holding, and it clattered softly to the ground.
Young Master Tai Seng... is Si Yan’s male?!
And behind this group of silver wolves, a tall, slender snake Beastman watched the scene unfold, exuding waves of coldness.