"Big Horn is an egg your mother picked up. It's a herbivorous beast cub. If it stays in our tribe for too long, it will be eaten by other orcs. So your father sent Big Horn away to its own tribe."

Lei Te explained the matter to Dabao, saying that this was done for Dajiao's own good. People of different races could not live together, so Dajiao would never be seen again.

Dabao was stunned and couldn't accept this fact. "Father is so powerful, he will protect Dajiao. When I grow up, I can also protect my brother Dajiao!"

Leiter continued, "We can protect it, but what about Bighorn's food? Bighorn is a very small cub in its tribe right now. It will grow even bigger than your father's beast form. If it stayed in our tribe, it would starve to death during the winter and never grow up."

It sounds serious, but it is also reality.

Dabao couldn't accept it and ran away angrily.

In the wild, Ya and Shu Yue found Wen Te. Wen Te looked even more haggard than them. Shu Yue asked worriedly, "What happened to you? Were you attacked last night?"

Wente shook his head and said, "No." No blind beast dared to provoke him.

"Then what's wrong with you? Why are you like this..." Shu Yue was embarrassed and didn't say anything.

Wen Te wiped his face and said, "I'm fine. Why are you here so early?"

Shu Yue said, "I want to take another look at Big Horn. Is it among the Triceratops group ahead?"

Wente hummed, his eyes fixed in the direction of the tribe, his heart in turmoil, not knowing whether to tell his partner about Dajiao's situation.

Last night, Bighorn was bullied by the Triceratops cubs all night long. It smelled strange and had a complex smell, some of which were predators and some were non-aggressive. As a result, it was excluded, bullied, and hit all over.

He couldn't get any food at daybreak, so he had to follow the cubs with an empty stomach, picking up the fallen grass roots to eat. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Da Jiao would be bullied even more miserably in the future.

Wente blinked his bloodshot eyes and tried hard to control himself so as not to go crazy.

Shu Yue knew nothing about this. She was looking for Big Horn among the triceratops cubs. "Where is Big Horn?"

Ya, with her sharp eyesight, found the spot faster than she could. She pointed at a wounded kid and said, "That's Dajiao."

Shu Yue looked in the direction of her finger, and the expression on her face froze, "That, that's Da Jiao?" How come it has become like this after just one day of not seeing it!

He walked with a limp on his hind legs, his body covered with bruises. He was either grabbing grass roots to eat or looking around blankly. His clear little eyes, which were full of vitality and hope, became filled with sadness and loss.

Shu Yue burst into tears instantly and cried, "Wente, how could you watch Da Jiao being bullied like this!"

Wente lowered his head, his emotions undetectable, his voice subdued and dull, "Big Horn has been protected too well by us. It's only a matter of time before it has to go through this. Otherwise, it won't be able to gain a foothold in the tribe."

A cub that is not part of the tribe cannot live in the tribe. Triceratops tribes are in competition with each other and are not harmonious, let alone accepting a cub of unknown identity.

But now it's migration time, and the leader can't care so much. He won't care if there is one more or one less every day. He can throw them among the cubs to confuse them. But looking at Da Jiao's condition, the chance of him surviving successfully is too small.

As he was speaking, he saw Big Horn being squeezed out of the group by a larger cub. He lost his balance and was almost stepped on by the big foot behind him. Big Horn panicked and struggled under the legs of the adult Triceratops and was almost stepped on several times.