"Ling Yun, are you home?!"
Tan Yuan's voice came from outside the house, waking up the three people who were sleeping in each other's arms in the early morning.
Lin Qiu had just fallen asleep. Yesterday, the two big tigers wanted to taste every inch of her flesh and blood, and their excitement had only subsided until now.
Seeing Lin Qiu closing her eyes and frowning slightly, Ling Yun kissed her between the eyebrows soothingly.
Song Mu half-raised one eyelid and looked at him impatiently, as if blaming him for disturbing their sweet dreams.
"I'll go out and take a look. You and Songmu continue to sleep."
Song Mu hugged Lin Qiu tightly in his arms and rubbed his chin against Lin Qiu's forehead: "Xiao Qiu, go to sleep. We won't care about him."
Without waiting for them to say anything, Lin Qiu was so sleepy that she found a comfortable position and fell into a deep sleep again.
The wound on Ling Yun's neck felt a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously tilted his head, then put on the animal skin and went out.
"What's the matter? Tan Yuan."
Ling Yun looked at Tan Yuan and saw his face full of joy. He could only suppress his impatience for being woken up early in the morning.
"Dongxue was frightened during the beast tide yesterday and complained of a stomachache. She was upset all night and had just given birth to a litter of puppies. She asked me to come and tell Lin Qiu."
Tan Yuan finished speaking and pursed his lips.
He felt a little helpless. Dongxue had clearly given birth to this litter of cubs for him, so why did she have to ask him to tell Lin Qiu the good news?
It seems as if Lin Qiu is the father of this child.
"Congratulations. I'll tell Lin Qiu when I get back. Are the cubs safe?"
"There are four brothers in total. The youngest one looks a little weak. I don't know if he can be raised."
Tan Yuan still held some hope. Although these cubs were born in the cold season, at least this cold season was warm and would not freeze to death.
"Yes, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Ling Yun patted Tan Yuan's shoulder.
Tan Yuan told Ling Yun the good news about his family. Normally, he should have left, but he stopped and looked at Ling Yun and said:
"Right now, the tribe is discussing the next chief. The families close to me are quite interested in you. I think you should organize this matter. We Tiger Tribe always need such a person, otherwise it will be too chaotic."
Ling Yun had previously shown signs of wanting to duel with Wu Chuan, and Tan Yuan felt that this at least showed that Ling Yun had the ambition to become the clan leader.
Hearing this, Ling Yun showed a puzzled look and said to Tan Yuan, "I understand. But everyone should clean up the beast tide first in the next two days. I'm tired and need to rest."
This time, it was Tan Yuan who patted Ling Yun's shoulder. "I understand, I understand. You and Song Mu should adjust well. Han Ji doesn't actually have much to do."
"Um."
After seeing Tan Yuan off, Ling Yun tiptoed back to his room.
He is now hesitating whether to compete for the position of clan leader because he is afraid that he will be entangled in trivial matters in the future and will not be able to be with Lin Qiu often.
The character of the tiger orcs determines that there will be many disputes among the tribesmen on a daily basis, and the outcome of these disputes is a fight first. If no one is convinced, they will go to the tribe leader to ask him for justice.
The patriarch also needs to supervise security patrols in the tribe, arrange collective support for elderly and disabled orcs and underage females, lead everyone to deal with various weather changes or disasters, and count and manage the collective supplies in the tribe.
All in all, it's a very troublesome thing.
He is still young and doesn't want to be tripped up by these things every day.
But think about it from another angle, the reason why Yan Ti would rather watch Yan Ting die cruelly and make a plan to let Yan Ting nominate Wu Chuan to continue to be the clan leader is because being a female clan leader has many advantages.
In the future, Lin Qiu will enjoy more rights among the females in the tribe, and everyone will love her.
From this perspective, Ling Yun needs to work hard to fight for it.
Moreover, Ling Yun believed that at least he could guarantee his loyalty and fairness to the tribe, and he would never do anything harmful to the tribe. If the next chief was the same as Wu Chuan, would he continue to tolerate him or duel again?
Ling Yun looked at Lin Qiu's sleeping face, changed into a beast form and curled up beside her.
He glanced at Song Mu who was hugging Lin Qiu tightly, and thought that if he became the clan leader in the future, this kid would have Xiao Qiu all to himself every day.
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Ling Yun blinked his tiger eyes and asked, "Why not persuade Song Mu to become the patriarch?"
Song Mudang is no different from him, and he doesn't have to leave Xiaoqiu!
Ling Yun laughed out loud when he thought of Song Mu, with a wooden face, trying to mediate between two quarreling males, but ended up adding fuel to the fire because of his harsh words, and the three of them started fighting.
Ling Yun's soft laughter was very abrupt in the quiet room. Song Mu opened his eyes and stared at him with a frown.
Seeing Ling Yun's smiling eyes, Song Mu didn't understand why, so he just hugged Lin Qiu tighter defensively.
Ling Yun made up his mind, but Song Mu was not stupid either.
After Lin Qiu woke up at noon, Ling Yun told Lin Qiu the news that Dongxue had given birth, and mentioned Tan Yuan's talk about selecting a clan leader.
He glanced at Song Mu and said, "Actually, I think Song Mu is more suitable. After all, he was the one who beat the previous clan leader half to death. Xiao Qiu, don't you agree?"
Lin Qiu glanced at Song Mu and was about to speak when Song Mu punched Ling Yun on the shoulder: "This matter has nothing to do with me. I'm not interested in being the clan leader."
Ling Yun wanted to hit Song Mu back with a cat punch, but he found that Song Mu's body was covered with wounds of all sizes, and he didn't know where to start.
He said angrily: "If you want to talk, just talk. Do you want to fight with me, your brother?"
Lin Qiu patted Ling Yun and said, "No matter how I think about it, you're the more suitable. You're more familiar with everyone in the tribe, while Song Mu isn't very sociable. I think if it were a tribe-wide election, everyone would be more inclined towards you."
"Xiao Qiu, are you saying that I'm better than him?" Ling Yun was very good at getting to the point. After he finished speaking, he raised his chin and glanced at Song Mu, but accidentally pulled the wound on his neck and frowned in pain.
Lin Qiu said, "Everyone is good at different things. You are indeed better at socializing."
Ling Yun said: "It's because he is too bored all day long that we need him to exercise."
"Ling Yun."
Lin Qiu was helpless.
Seeing Lin Qiu talking to her, Song Mu went over to lean against Lin Qiu and said softly, "Xiao Qiu, you're so kind. Ling Yun has always bullied me since I was little because I didn't like to talk."
Lin Qiu touched his furry head.
Ling Yun was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and said, "If I really become the tribe leader, the first thing I will do is to expel you from the tribe!"
Song Mu didn't say anything and stuck to Lin Qiu. He was covered in wounds and looked pitiful, as if he had been badly bullied by Ling Yun.
Lin Qiu touched Song Mu's face with heartache: "Ling Yun, don't be like this. Everyone has different personalities. Don't force him to do something he doesn't like. Personality issues can't be tempered. If you don't want to be the clan leader, let someone else go. Don't force Song Mu."
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