Chapter 30: Betrothal Token

Fei Yan heard Su Mo's inner voice and couldn't help but be startled.

Yue Ying, who had followed behind, also furrowed his brow.

Does the Wife Master know this severely wounded Tiger Beastman?!

But this Tiger Beastman isn't from their Tribe at all; how could the Wife Master know him?

Su Mo again confirmed the scar on the Beastman's face on the ground【the scar matches the book's description, crescent‑shaped. He will become the female protagonist's right‑hand man, his combat value is not low. Logically he should be meeting the female protagonist now; why is he so badly wounded and showing up in our Tribe?】

Fei Yan and Yue Ying, who walked up behind, exchanged a glance, their thoughts understood without words.

Since he's their enemy, this person can't be kept!

They hadn't even finished thinking about how to quietly get rid of this Tiger Beastman.

Su Mo's inner voice sounded again【but this tiger is also being kept by the female protagonist using a family member's life and drugs to control him. Strictly speaking, he wasn't bad from the start.】

【Moreover, when he later sparred with Mo Xiao and a few others, he let them off, probably to see whether they truly have the ability to deal with the female protagonist.】

【A person like this, if used well, is a loyal dog; if used poorly, a poisonous snake. If Fei Yan and his companions are clever enough, they might even be able to turn him—after all, the plot has just begun!】

Yue Ying paused, his hand shaking the fan, and slightly squinted.

Fei Yan's eyes flashed, revealing no emotion.

【He is seriously wounded, but still salvageable. Whether to save him, though, requires asking that ground‑dwelling chicken~】

Su Mo turned to Fei Yan: "He isn't from our Tribe; are you sure we should intervene?"

Fei Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "Treat him first."

Originally they also wondered whether they could first locate the 'female protagonist' mentioned by the Wife Master and strike preemptively.

Now perhaps they could follow this thread and trace the fruit.

"Then bring him back!"

Su Mo waved her hand and led the way back.

As they passed Fei Yan, he caught sight of the plain silver hairpin on Su Mo's head, its head set with a deep‑blue gem—something belonging to Yue Ying.

The fox was bought from the Black Market; normally it's a lousy treasure, so how did it end up on the Wife Master's head?

Fei Yan instinctively turned his head and then saw the peach‑wood hairpin that should belong to the Wife Master on Yue Ying's head.

Remembering how, just earlier, they went to find the Wife Master, who came out of Yue Ying's room flushed and flustered, made him feel completely uneasy.

Could this cunning fox have done something shameless behind their backs?!

Fei Yan's heavy gaze fixed on the peach‑wood hairpin on Yue Ying's head, and he asked low, "Why is the Wife Master's item on you?"

Yue Ying smiled faintly, his fox‑like eyes full of smugness: "Of course, this is the token of love the Wife Master gave me!"

To Fei Yan, that expression was downright punch‑worthy.

The fox is accustomed to bewitching hearts; he and Mo Xiao were away from home only a day, yet the fox's progress with the Wife Master was already that fast?

No, given the Wife Master's temperament, it shouldn't be that quick.

Fei Yan reached out and, catching him off guard, snatched the hairpin.

He hurried to Su Mo's side: "Wife Master, your item."

Su Mo took it skeptically, then touched the hairpin on her own head.

【When did my hairpin swap with the fox's? It must have been that stinky fox swapping it behind my back!】

Fei Yan turned his head to glance at Yue Ying, who had already plucked a feather from his fan and used it to re‑tie his hair.

The lie was exposed, yet there was no hint of guilt on his face; instead he smiled even wider.

He stepped a few paces toward Su Mo, smiling, "You grabbed the wrong one in bed yourself, not my fault~"

Those words instantly reignited the flame in Fei Yan's heart.

He also got angry at the little werewolf behind him.

Yue Ying instantly felt completely refreshed, unbothered by the rival, and life seemed vibrant and colorful!

Before Su Mo could react, Yue Ying lifted his hand and snatched the peach‑wood hairpin from her.

"What's given to me is mine now."

Having said that, he casually tucked it onto his head, then swung his fan and walked away in good spirits.

"You!"

【I told you this fox was abnormal!!! … In the afternoon it actually tried to hook me with its abs, ha! Am I some naïve person who hasn't seen the world, who cares?!】

Fei Yan's hand hanging at his side tightened slightly; that shameless Dead Fox actually tried to seduce and lure the Wife Master?!

Yue Ying halted, turned his head to glance at Su Mo, and laughed, "Does the Wife Master not like… mine…?"

"……"

Su Mo instinctively looked at his abdomen…

【Does he really have the Peeping Heart Technique?!】

Yue Ying squinted and smiled, "I was talking about that hairpin~"

Having said that, he turned and kept walking forward.

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief【Luckily, it wasn't as I imagined. I told you his Golden Finger could never outshine me?!】

Golden Finger?

Fei Yan and Yue Ying frowned, wondering what that was.

Better to look back at "The Prophecy of the Gods."

Back home, Su Mo tended the Tiger Beastman's wound.

Just then, the newly appointed Shaman Doctor Huang Ming and Feiyun came to learn how to operate.

Huang Ming had some basics, so Su Mo let him handle the final wound as a trial.

He studied earnestly and quickly, and his handling was fairly proper.

After cleaning the wound, she applied medicine, then sutured it and bandaged it.

When it was done, Huang Ming felt a great sense of accomplishment and repeatedly thanked Su Mo.

"Miss Su, you are actually more suited to be a Shaman Doctor than I am."

Su Mo smiled, "I like freedom, so this isn't for me. Another day I'll find you some books to read. If you devote yourself to medicine, your skills will surely advance greatly."

Huang Ming, upon hearing that, bowed to Su Mo and thanked her, his eyes filled with a yearning for learning and progress.

Then he picked up the bottles and jars on Su Mo's table and asked, "May I ask, what are all these medicines?"

Su Mo, unbothered by his persistence, explained each one, gave him some, and also handed him a set of her surgical tools, showing him how to use them and how to sterilize them afterward.

Yue Ying and Fei Yan leaned at the doorway, their eyes gentle as they watched Su Mo, who was speaking fluently inside.

A slight pride.

Although Huang Ming has been pestering Wife Master with questions since he entered, he is still not annoying.

Because Huang Ming is only interested in Wife Master's medical skills.

But that little werewolf is just irritating to look at!

Huang Ming and Su Mo hit it off, so Su Mo politely invited them to dinner.

Huang Ming still had a few questions left, so he nodded in agreement.

"Then I trouble Miss Su."

Beside them, Feiyun's eyes brightened as he looked at Su Mo, "Sorry for the intrusion."

Su Mo's eyes curved, "No need to be formal, I'll go prepare right away."

"I'll help Sister Mo as well."

As he said that, one of Feiyun's wolf ears involuntarily poked out.

Su Mo 【Oh my, this little werewolf is just too cute!!!】

Just as she was about to say, "Alright!"

Yue Ying walked over, squinting, "Let Fei Yan and I handle the preparations; Wife Master can continue discussing with Huang Shaman Doctor for a while."

What a joke, letting the little werewolf eat the dishes Wife Master made—won't that make him come back every few days? The internal conflict at home hasn't been resolved, and we still have to deal with the fox spirit that came from outside; how exhausting!

Huang Ming looked at Yue Ying earnestly and said, "Then we'll trouble the Immortal Lord and the High Priest."

Yue Ying and Fei Yan went to the kitchen; Fei Yan had intended to roast that rabbit, but Yue Ying stopped him.

"Keep it simple, or else when they come back to our house to mooch meals, there will be many more."

Fei Yan nodded, thinking his point had some merit, while that little werewolf looked obviously impure‑hearted.

When the dinner was brought out, night had already fallen.

Su Mo ushered Huang Ming and the little werewolf to sit, then stared at the dishes on the table in shock.

What the heck, a whole table of green?

【Did the landlord run out of food? Stinky fox and free‑range chicken, you give me this? What does that even mean?!】