Chapter 247

The man's mouth suddenly froze, and upon seeing the calm and composed Ling Yue, a feeling of guilt rose from his feet to his head: "What, what can't be done?"

Ling Yue was even stingy with her gaze; her eyes fell on the mute man, sharp as if she had already seen through his feigned composure.

The man's muscles tensed, thinking she was about to attack, but Ling Yue merely spoke softly.

"Bite him, and he'll obediently open his mouth."

The surrounding people only felt bewildered; some felt a chill down their backs, inevitably thinking of gods and ghosts.

In fact, when Ling Yue spoke, she had already used her deterrent power; to human ears her voice was ordinary, but to animal ears it was no less than a thunderclap.

A hundred-percent healing aura makes animals instinctively approach her, trust her, and obey her commands.

Not seeing it, the golden-furred Mu Mu and the black-tiger German Shepherd both stood up, instinctively looking toward her.

The mute man's heart jolted; before he could react, his face suddenly twisted, and he screamed in front of everyone: "Ahhh! It hurts!"

Even though his speech was slurred, it was clear he was wailing.

He's clearly a mute!

He can't speak, can he!

Those around were stunned; nobody was an idiot, and they instantly realized—the noisy crowd surged like a wave.

"Holy shit, he's not mute, he's faking it!"

"What the hell! I just felt ashamed for unintentionally hurting him, but who knew he was pretending—he's a fraud!"

"Heartless scum! Does this guy have a single true word in his mouth?"

"I even spoke up for him earlier—what a black-hearted, rotten-gutted bastard!"

A crowd pointed at him, and seeing his continual screams, they snarled even more fiercely, "Karma! It's definitely karma!"

The men nearby were about to go crazy, fists clenched at their sides, "What the hell, it's almost over—how did he suddenly slip up!"

Even now, he still hasn't realized that Ling Yue's remark was the cause of the sudden situation.

Ling Yue was also busy, contacting and communicating with the small animals, telling them to bite down hard; the man on the ground writhed in pain, screaming nonstop.

At that moment, someone suddenly shouted—

"Look quick! Look inside his mouth!"

"Yue! What the hell is this? How can you still watch? I'm gonna puke!"

Ling Yue glanced at Li Song: "What are you standing around for? The evidence is already out."

Li Song: "!!!"

He sprang to his feet, his gaze blazing as he looked at the man on the ground, then swiftly pinned him down; his subordinate, wearing isolation gloves, pried open the man's mouth.

At this point, the "mute" man's face was swollen like a pig's head, his complexion an abnormal purplish-red; as his sausage-like mouth was pried open, saliva drooled uncontrollably—anyone without strong mental fortitude would surely vomit at a glance, likely having nightmares for days.

The subordinate's mind was full of "holy shit"; suddenly he gasped, "Boss, quick look—he's got something in his mouth!"

Following it came a single red fire ant, its reddish-brown color uneven, marching in orderly formation as it crawled out of the man's mouth.

Upon seeing Ling Yue, they all flicked their antennae in unison and said, "Thank you!"

A few of the little ones leaned on each other, listless: "It reeks so bad, his mouth reeks of sour stench!"

"I almost drowned, snifff..." One red fire ant stood blankly in place, dazed: "Where am I? Why is this different from where I was before?"

Red fire ants come from South America; they are a genuine invasive species. Though tiny—only a few millimeters—they are formidable hunters, capable of wiping out not just crop seeds, fruits, shoots, and roots, but even small animals like land turtles, en masse.

Once they invade, they severely threaten national ecological security; moreover, they are highly aggressive, biting humans, and severe cases can even lead to shock or death.

He dared to hold red fire ants in his mouth; Ling Yue didn't know whether to call him brave or stupid.

In short, he faces not only legal penalties but also a hospital visit; looking at his dazed state, the poison is likely starting to take effect.

Nearby, the man who had been shouting about brotherhood just moments ago dropped everything and bolted.

I don't know if he was scared stupid or what, but this is the airport security checkpoint, with inspectors and patrol guards everywhere; he hadn't taken two steps before being taken down by others.

With a bang, the sound made people's teeth ache.

"I—I—I have nothing to do with him; he paid me to speak for him, I didn't break the law!"

The security officers burst out laughing: "Save that line for the police—colluding to illegally carry invasive species is clearly prohibited by our national laws."

Li Song glanced around at the dazed passengers, his voice unintentionally rising: "According to Article 81 of the Biosecurity Law of the People's Republic of China, violators who introduce foreign species without approval will have the imported species confiscated by the relevant county-level or higher government departments and be fined between 50,000 and 250,000 yuan."

No sooner had the words fallen than someone sucked in a breath of cold air.

Only after everything ended did the onlookers snap out of their daze, faces full of awe and admiration.

"That little girl just now—I thought she was bragging, but she actually had evidence!"

"Oh my goodness, how did she know there were ants hidden in that guy's mouth?"

"I never knew before—turns out these little ants are also illegal invasive species!"

One can imagine them going home and endlessly chatting about today's strange sights. The story spread online simultaneously, even hitting the hot searches on some short-video platform—such a twisted, bizarre plot that it boggles the mind.

Frankly, it felt like watching a novel; yet, thanks to her disguise technique, no one recognized Ling Yue's identity.

At that moment, outside the departure hall window, under the blue sky, a plane shot straight up, leaving a long pure-white contrail that slowly dissipated in midair.

Ling Yue had already boarded the flight to the United States.

After more than ten hours of travel, when Ling Yue arrived it was already late; amidst a hushed sleepiness, Ling Yue and Jun Jun stood out like cranes among chickens.

They were hardly ordinary, so naturally they didn't need to adjust for jet lag; seeing them, even Dailina, who was considering the situation and preparing a resting room, was somewhat surprised.

Ling Yue had already read the materials, and with her good memory she instantly recognized Dailina coming to greet her; upon seeing Ling Yue, Dailina couldn't help but cover her mouth.

Even back when they'd only seen each other on screen, she had felt awe; now, facing Ling Yue directly, she felt it almost offensive to meet her gaze.

Ling Yue dressed simply, her black hair pulled up into a Daoist bun with just a wooden pin to hold it; she hardly adorned herself, bare-faced yet radiant, prompting praise: skin like congealed fat, eyes like dark lacquer, clear and cold as the edge of the moon, brilliance blazing.

This was a plan specially devised by Jiang Ye back then; the atmosphere there differed from domestic norms—in a capitalist nation with rigid hierarchies, everything is looked up to.

The more capable a person is, the more they pride themselves on their worth, arrogant and unwilling to bow; the more mysterious Ling Yue became, the more awe she inspired.

At the time, the rumor about Ling Yue's expression was:???

She couldn't even imagine it; only when she faced it head-on did she realize that what Jiang Ye said was actually not bad.

Beside her, Dai Linna no longer had her previous relaxed attitude; as the direct bloodline of the family, she was fawned over wherever she went, and for the first time she felt restrained, her speech stumbling: "Host, host hello, I am Dai Linna."

Ling Yue glanced and said: "Ling Yue."

Beside her, Jun Jun timely interjected: "You can call her Miss Ling, I am the assistant."

The more concise Ling Yue was, the more Dai Linna felt awe; standing beside her, even breathing became difficult, that feeling, as if facing her father.

Forgot to say, her father Mr. Chakes is now the family head.

Their residence is located in the wealthy district of downtown New York, with exquisite and luxurious mega-villas standing there; Dai Linna's transportation at home is always by chauffeured car.

One can imagine how large the villa's footprint is; they live next door to high-ranking US officials.

People here practically have 'money is supreme' engraved on their foreheads; after all, previous presidents all got there by spending money.

Getting back to the point, Dai Linna happily led Ling Yue; just as they pushed the door open, a big, shiny, fluffy head popped out with a chirp, like a tiny mushroom after rain in the jungle, appearing in the blink of an eye.

On its big, round head, a bold 'king' character stood out fiercely; its huge, mountain-like body leapt out from behind the door—this was actually an adult tiger!

Upon seeing Dai Linna, the tiger suddenly let out a low growl.

Dai Linna jumped in fright, then patted her chest: "Oh, Duo Ji, you're going to scare me to death!"

While complaining, she stroked the tiger; from her affectionate gestures it was clear that the tiger and she were close, and her following introduction confirmed it: "This is my pet, the tiger Duo Ji."

While introducing, Dai Linna eagerly looked at Ling Yue; according to her knowledge, the big tigers one can see in China are basically all in zoos.

Would she be surprised?

The big tiger in Dai Linna's arms continued to act cute; as she stroked it momentarily, her anticipation grew stronger, yet what surprised her was that the expected fright never came.

Ling Yue glanced at Jun Jun, then suddenly smiled; her gentle smile was like moonlight on the shore, a soft sea breeze.

At that moment, the tiger lunging at her suddenly halted its motion, its nostrils flaring as it lightly sniffed the air; after a few seconds, its eyes fixed hostilely on Ling Yue.

It was the scent of a stranger!

Feeling its territory invaded, the tiger's fur bristled; its fierce eyes, as big as bronze bells, widened, and each of its thick paw pads, as large as a sandpot, scraped the ground, leaving one claw mark after another.

Its body tensed, like a furry muscular little hill.

By the time Dai Linna realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

Tiger Duo Ji erupted suddenly, its stout claws extending sharp talons; its leaping power was astonishingly strong, easily knocking down and even tearing apart the stranger before it, utterly effortless!

Dai Linna lost her voice in a scream: "Oh no, Duo Ji, stop!"

She dared not even look opposite; the strong smell of blood almost surged into her nostrils—doomed, she would surely be torn apart by Duo Ji!

Dai Linna couldn't help but regret, yet she heard no tragic cry for a long time, not even a whisper; the silent air seemed to coagulate, making her involuntarily twitch her fingers, her beautiful eyes flickering as she peered through the gaps in her fingers at the scene before her——：，，.