The boy's face was cold, and he ignored Qiu Ning. When his gaze fell on Luo Ling, who was trembling all over, a bone-chilling ferocity swept over his eyes.

Seeing the ferocity in his eyes, Yuan Ting instinctively sensed danger and tried to hide behind Qiu Ning.

However, before he could slip away, Yu Feng grabbed him by the neck. "Yuan Ting, I told you, if you touch my sister again, I won't just chop off your claws!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ting trembled in fear, his handsome face filled with panic. "Yu Feng, Yu Feng, I... I didn't touch Luo Ling, I really didn't touch her..."

"Qiu Ning, Luo Ling, please speak up for me, I really didn't touch her..." Yuan Ting looked at Qiu Ning and Luo Ling for help.

Luo Ling crossed her arms, lowered her head, trembled, and sobbed, completely lost in painful and fearful memories.

After thinking for a moment, Qiu Ning still pleaded for Yuan Ting, "Yu Feng, Yuan Ting is the son of the witch doctor Yuan Sang, you can't kill him!"

The tribe's shaman possessed rudimentary medical skills and some knowledge of astrology. He was respected by the tribe members and held a status no less than that of the chieftain.

Yu Feng was covered in snowflakes, which melted and dripped from his short silver hair. A fierce glint flashed in his narrow, dark green eyes, and a smirk appeared on his lips. "I'll kill you, what can you do about it!"

The sound of bones cracking was extremely clear, and a chill inexplicably rose in the hearts of everyone in the cave.

Qiu Ning's beautiful eyes widened, her breathing quickened, and she was so frightened that she couldn't move her feet.

Yu Feng was extremely ruthless. Yuan Ting's neck was easily snapped, leaving only skin and flesh connecting him. His eyes bulged out, seemingly not expecting that Yu Feng would actually dare to kill him.

"ah--"

Qiu Ning belatedly let out a terrified scream, fearing that the wind would snap her neck, and staggered toward her male partner.

The orcs present were all terrified. When Long Zi saw the four beast markings on Yu Feng's chest, his eyes widened in surprise, and he stammered, "Four-star, four-star beast markings..."

Yu Feng has actually advanced again; no wonder he could easily snap Yuan Ting's neck.

Yuan Ting was the only two-star soul beast in the tribe. Now that Yuan Ting is dead, what can they use to fight Yu Feng?

Several orcs protected Qiu Ning, staring at Yu Feng with fear and wariness.

The boy's short, silvery-white hair was still dripping wet, his thin lips were pursed coldly, and his narrow eyes swept over Qiu Ning and the others. He handed a large leaf to Bi Xie and casually asked, "Are you alright?"

Having seen many extreme scenes, Bi Xie wasn't particularly moved by the sight of Yu Feng snapping Yuan Ting's neck. However, she was surprised when Yu Feng suddenly handed her a leaf of red cherry fruit.

She paused, staring at the boy's sharply defined, handsome face: "For me?"

Did he leave the cave early in the morning to pick these red cherry fruits?

Yu Feng's eyes flickered, and he said stiffly, "It's for my older sister, not for you alone!"

He didn't go to the Bone Forest to pick these red cherry fruits just to coax her.

Bi Xie glanced at the boy's slightly reddened ears, smiled, and said "Oh".

Then, with a blank expression, she looked at Qiu Ning, who was being protected by the male wolf: "Look, she wants you to be her male mate, otherwise she will expel you and your sister from the Nanling Wolf Clan."

The boy's wild eyes swept over Qiu Ning and the others, and he sneered, exuding an air of unbridled debauchery. "Be your partner? Ha, Qiu Ning, are you prettier than a single hair of my older sister's? In my eyes, you're not even as good as her. I feel disgusted just looking at you!"

Bi Xie, who was inexplicably dragged into the fray: "...What do you mean by 'not even as good as her'?"

Young man, I advise you to speak properly.

Bi Xie rolled his eyes at Chao Yufeng with a wry smile.

"You don't need to drive us away. I've wanted to leave Nanling Mountain for a long time. Go back and tell the clan leader that I, Yu Feng, will leave the Nanling Wolf Clan within three days. But before that, anyone who comes to my house to provoke me will suffer the same fate as Yuan Ting!"

"Yu Feng, you...you really want to leave the Nanling Wolf Clan? Have you thought this through? Once you leave, you won't be able to come back!" Qiu Ning looked at the wild and handsome young man with lingering fear, but still held a sliver of hope in her heart.

She had her eye on Yu Feng long ago; he was not only the strongest warrior in the tribe, but also the most handsome male.

"Hmph," Yu Feng uttered coldly, his deep blue eyes filled with malice. "Do I have to say it again? Get out of my house right now!"

Qiu Ning was so frightened by his fierce shout that her face turned slightly pale. She hurriedly ordered several male companions to carry the dead Yuan Ting away.

A faint smell of blood still lingered inside the cave.

After the orcs left, Yu Feng hurried over to Luo Ling with worry and called out cautiously, "Sister, sister, I'm back. Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one can hurt you..."

Bi Xie put the red cherry fruit down and walked to Luo Ling, who was delirious and talking nonsense. He glanced at Yu Feng and said, "You clean up the bloodstains in the cave. I'll try to clean up your sister's."

She once chatted with an online friend in real life. The friend's parents were divorced and no one wanted to take care of her. She lived with her uncle and aunt. Her aunt often made things difficult for her and deliberately instilled the idea that her father was not human. Her relatives sympathized with her on the surface, but in reality, they always maliciously slandered her behind her back and reopened her wounds.

At school, she was always the most withdrawn one, and she felt that even if she died, no one in the world would care.

She felt life was very painful, and like Luo Ling, she thought about dying every moment.

Yu Feng glanced at her, a flicker of emotion in his eyes, and silently went to clean up the bloodstains in the cave.

Bi Xie led Luo Ling into the inner room. In just a few steps, Luo Ling trembled and broke out in a cold sweat.

Bi Xie gently patted her back and slowly hummed a soothing and healing lullaby, "I've seen rainstorms in the desert, I've seen the sea kiss sharks, I've seen dusk chase dawn, but I've never seen you..."

She hummed a song for a long time, but Luo Ling didn't say a word. Her murmured voice gradually faded away.

Seeing that she wasn't trembling as badly as before, Bi Xie asked softly, "Luo Ling, did you like the song I was humming just now? Do you want to know the name of the song?"

Luo Ling remained silent for a long while before nodding slowly, her voice very soft, as if she hadn't yet recovered from her fear, a tear still clinging to her bewildered eyes, "It's...it sounds beautiful."

Bi Xie smiled and said, "I also know other songs. Would you like to hear them?"

"Hmm," Luo Ling nodded, then suddenly loosened her grip on Bi Xie's hand in a hint of fear. "I'm...I'm sorry."

She had just thought of those terrible things again, and felt like she could hardly breathe. She didn't know when, but a hand appeared in her palm. She gripped it tightly, as if only that hand could save her.

Bi Xie casually closed his palm, which had been pinched until it bled, and laughed, "It's nothing. I'm thick-skinned. I was so happy to be scratched by such a pretty little female. This is the first time a female has been so close to me and doesn't mind that I'm ugly."