Chapter 235: Waiting for the Bad News, I Guess

"Then you use Beast Form to accompany me for ten nights, and I'll agree," Lin Manzhi thought to consent, her eyes flicking, still not forgetting to name a price.

Anyway, the price must be raised.

After all, with Mo Lie using Beast Form to stay with her, he wouldn't have to cling to her all night doing this and that, so he finally found time to rest properly.

Mo Lie let out a low laugh, reached out and clasped Lin Manzhi's waist, and lowered his head.

Lin Manzhi: "…Hmm."

The tip of her lips tingled, her breath sealed by his warm lips, and the lack of oxygen made her head grow a little hazy.

Wait, a moment.

Lin Manzhi's closed eyes' long lashes twitched slightly; she couldn't quite understand how a serious conversation had just turned into this scene.

Mo Lie's hands pinched Lin Manzhi as she sat on his lap, his embrace scorching, his voice low and hoarse with a hint of magnetism: "One night, okay? Ten nights is too long. Don't punish me, my Wife Master."

Lin Manzhi opened her mouth and breathed heavily a few times, her lips numbed from sucking, the corners of her eyes flushed crimson, making her water‑glossed black eyes even more captivating.

Mo Lie's eyes were dark.

Lin Manzhi immediately, a bit wary, sat up straight despite her still soft body, she smiled and quickly nodded, "Alright, alright, I promise to stay with you."

Ah—.

The Beast Husband's power is too great; that's also a trouble.

…

After waiting a long time, what arrived was Kuangsha City improving day by day, and Mo Lie smoothly became the lord of Ansen City; Cangqiong flew high over the desert, looking down at the massive city below, his gaze gloomy.

He really couldn't understand… why Mo Lie was so lucky: the Spirit Core was ruined, yet a legendary Soul Cocoon Divine Pill appeared, they occupied a barren desert, and a river suddenly formed in the desert, even a miraculous female herb‑plant, and she chose only Mo Lie, the sole Beast Husband…

He flew back to Lei Ting Continent, a dense sense of helplessness he had never felt before surrounding his heart.

After being dejected for a while, he summoned Ying Qi; his expression no longer showed anything amiss: "Prepare a bit, I'll go to Kuangsha City myself."

Ying Qi's expression carried a slight surprise: "…Yes."

…

In front of the Beast God Temple of Ansen City.

The first ray of sunrise pierced the lord's banner in Ansen City's square, the yellowed beast‑bone horn sounded simultaneously, and the great roar slowly echoed.

Mo Cang led twelve warriors wielding steel long swords, stepping on the holy road paved with golden sand toward the Beast God Hall, first offering sacrifices to the three Beast Gods.

Lin Manzhi stood before the statue with Mo Lie, who was about to become the new lord of Ansen City; her mind was still blank, but at least Mo Lie was beside her, holding her.

The lord‑taking ceremony was complex; under the witness of the three Beast Gods, Mo Lie became the ruler of this territory, and from the plaza outside the temple came the roars of Beastfolk, reaching the heavens, as if celebrating the new lord's ascension with the oldest howls.

Next, Mo Lie led Lin Manzhi into the political hall of the Ansen City Lord's Residence, where they successively received visits and congratulations from over twenty‑thousand tribal chiefs of An Sen Da Lu.

Mo Lie had been the Young Master of Ansen City for over twenty years; taking over the city was smooth, even smoother than Kuangsha City.

And after yielding his position, Mo Cang seemed afraid Mo Lie would lay a hand on his precious little son, so that day he vanished with Mo Chi.

At that time Mo Lie received a report from Hua Zheng about Mo Chi's whereabouts; Hua Zheng asked, "Shall we ambush him midway?"

Mo Lie turned his head toward Lin Manzhi, who was sitting beside him, head down, writing and drawing, thought for a moment, and said, "No need, my opponent doesn't lack this little child."

If even a little child needs to be feared, then against the other five truly powerful realm lords, he would be unable to sleep all day.

The strong never fear any battle; he had only met Mo Chi a few times, and Mo Cang's preferences didn't matter to him, there was no real hatred, and he truly didn't care about it.

Following Mo Lie's gaze, Hua Zheng saw Lin Manzhi, his murderous intent unintentionally waned a bit, and he replied, "Yes."

Lin Manzhi sat at a desk in the side hall, writing the upcoming plan for the Planting Base when a shadow suddenly fell from the side, covering half of her figure and the thin paper in her hand.

She looked up and saw Mo Lie sitting down.

She turned her head and saw that Hua Zheng had already left, "Have you finished your official business?"

With Mo Lie by her side, she didn't know why her heart felt especially calm and relaxed wherever she went; while Mo Lie was just now discussing matters on the right side, she happily and leisurely wrote a list of crops she wanted to plant that she liked to eat.

Although it was an unfamiliar setting, because of Mo Lie's presence and aura, she felt as free as at home.

Mo Lie: "Hmm, we're done."

He pulled the chair next to Lin Manzhi, sat down, his body slightly tilted, one hand leisurely propping his chin, his gaze on Lin Manzhi, his thin lips curling slightly: "Zhi Zhi, when will you be done with your work?"

Their gaze was very gentle, the questioning voice low, sounding as if seeking the presence of his neglected Wife Master after long work.

Lin Manzhi set down the feather pen in her hand.

So cute, really can't do anything about him.

She turned her head toward Mo Lie, her pair of jet‑black bright eyes blinking, she nodded solemnly, her soft voice deliberately mimicking Mo Lie's earlier reply: "Hmm, I'm done."

Mo Lie let out a soft laugh.

He released the hand supporting his chin, his long, fair palm turned down, lifted, and with its warm palm he rubbed the top of Lin Manzhi's hair, finding the feel pleasant, and gently stroked a few more times: "By the way."

Lin Manzhi raised her hand to grab the meddling hand on her head, hearing Mo Lie's words, she lifted her gaze: "What's wrong?"

Mo Lie silently laughed as he withdrew his hand, his sliding fingertips brushing her earlobe: "I remember your parents' home is in Ansen City; do you want to go home?"

Hearing the word 'parents', Lin Manzhi was slightly startled.

See family?

However, she was no longer her original self; honestly, having only met her original mother once and lived in a place for only a few days, it couldn't be called home to her.

Only the modern world she couldn't return to was, in her mind, her hometown.

Should she honestly explain her background to Mo Lie? Thinking about it, there's really no need.

Lin Manzhi suddenly felt a burst of happiness, she leaned over, raised both hands to embrace Mo Lie's arm beside her, her head nestling against his, sweetly saying, "Ah, wherever you are is my home."

Mo Lie, regarding the Little Female's proactive embrace, instinctively reached to clasp her waist, his heart skipping a beat at her words.

He had asked earlier only because he thought Lin Manzhi might be nostalgic for her original home in Ansen City; he remembered she was forced to bond with him and had to leave Ansen City.

Now they had returned, and the whole territory of Ansen City was theirs; if the Little Female still wanted that home and family, he would fulfill her wish, even if it meant using his authority to pressure others.

Mo Lie lowered his lashes, gently tightening his arms around her waist, as if holding a treasure he would never let go of.

—Indeed.

Now I and Zhi Zhi are finally a family.