Awakening divorce, the little female is scrambled by all the big guys

Chapter 226 The Dark Night Clan has arrived in the Holy Capital, intending to make a move.

As darkness fell the next day, the chieftain of the Dark Night Clan arrived at the White Tiger Clan.

Knowing that the Dark Night Clan Chieftain would be coming, Chuck waited at the White Tiger Clan early on.

"Chief, you've arrived." Chuck stepped forward respectfully and bowed.

"Yes, you've worked hard these past few days." The Dark Night Clan Chief patted Chuck on the shoulder.

Chuck was flattered. "Chief, you're joking. This is all I should do."

After exchanging pleasantries, the chieftain of the Dark Night Clan explained the purpose of their visit.

"You said they have a way to control us, is that true?"

Chuck nodded, then looked at the Grand Elder.

The elder, understanding the situation, led the male away from the meeting hall. After they left, Chuck released his senses to make sure no one was around before speaking in a low voice.

"it is true."

"Chief, please look." Chuck took out a leather bag containing a white, round object.

As soon as the animal skin bag was opened, a strong smell of garlic wafted out.

Xun, the chief of the Dark Night Clan, took two steps back, closed her eyes, and it took her a while to recover.

"How can they have so many rotten fruits?"

Chuck shook his head. "I don't know either, but I have a feeling they definitely have a lot more rotten fruit."

"And the most important thing now is not the stinky fruit, but that they have something that can emit white light. This light feels the same as sunlight on your body."

"There are such things?" The Dark Night Clan Chief frowned.

"Chieftain, you must destroy all these things, or our Dark Night Clan will be in danger," Chuck said anxiously.

Although the strength of the Night Clan is extraordinary, they fear sunlight and rotten fruit. If other tribes find out what Ophelia and her companions have, the Night Clan will have no place in the Beast World.

"I know. In that case, we should just not let them go back alive."

Hearing the Dark Night Clan chief say this, Chuck breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’ve been keeping an eye on them. They’re hiding on the cliff, but we can’t fly, so we can’t do anything about them right now.”

"If there's no other way, then we'll find a way. Even if they escape, their tribe is still there."

"If we can't get to them, then we'll get to their people."

On the other side of the cliff, Ophelia was feeding Klein water.

They had planned to leave for the Holy City tribe on the same day they arrived in Klein.

But after walking for a short while, Klein fainted, and it turned out he had a fever.

So they had no choice but to take Klein back into the cave, planning to return to the Holy Capital Tribe once Klein was feeling better.

After returning to the Holy Capital, the three little dragon cubs, who had been cooped up for many days, were finally able to play freely in the space.

They were having a great time catching butterflies and birds in the garden, while Ophelia sat in the pavilion with Sally in her arms, watching them play.

Taylor looked down at her daughter, Dun Dun, who was drinking milk, and her heart melted.

"I'll play with my daughter for a while, you go check on Klein."

Since returning to the Holy Capital, Klein has been in a very low mood. He spends all his time hiding in his room, refusing to see anyone and disliking communication with others.

He could only exchange a few words with Ophelia when she visited him. Taylor was a little worried that if this continued, Klein would develop health problems.

Ophelia's face showed worry when Klein was mentioned. "Okay, I'll go now."

Ophelia brought lunch to Klein's room and gently knocked on the door, but there was no response for a while.

She knocked again and said, "Klein, it's me. I'm coming in."

After saying that, she pushed open the door and saw Klein sitting by the window, staring blankly out the window.

Why didn't you answer when you were inside?

Klein only snapped out of his reverie when Ophelia approached and spoke. "Sorry, I didn't hear you," Klein said, forcing a smile.

“Klein, I know you’re worried about the White Tiger Clan, but how can you reclaim the White Tiger Clan if you don’t recover your health?”

“But they have become puppets. I have let them down.” Klein’s eyes reddened and his eyes welled up with tears when he mentioned the White Tiger Clan.

When they discovered that the Grand Elder harbored rebellious intentions, they immediately took action.

But to their utter surprise, the Grand Elder had the support of the Dark Night Clan, whose mysterious and unpredictable abilities caught them completely off guard.

The loyal males around him, who refused to submit, were turned into puppets by Chuck.

Watching his comrades who had fought alongside him become afraid of light, lost their humanity, and turned into bloodthirsty beasts.

Thinking of his companions, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if stabbed by needles.

"I know a way that might turn the puppet into a normal person."

Ophelia recalled seeing on television that if the puppet's owner killed it, the puppet could regain its senses.

It's just unknown whether it will work the same way for the Night Clan.

"What method?" Klein excitedly grabbed Ophelia's hand.

Ophelia pushed the rice bowl next to Klein's hand. "Eat your rice and I'll tell you."

“Okay, I’ll eat.” Klein devoured all the food Ophelia had brought.

Then he looked expectantly at Ophelia.

Ophelia sighed and said slowly, "I've heard of a way to restore a puppet's sanity by killing its owner."

"The puppet's owner?"

"It was a male member of the Dark Clan who bit him."

It's like a pyramid scheme, where the upline develops downlines, and the upline controls the downlines.

Once the upper limit is cut, the thread controlling the puppet is severed.

"Does this method really work?" But I've never heard of it.

Ophelia wasn't sure either. "I'm not sure if it's possible or not, but no matter what, killing the Dark Night Clan will avenge the White Tiger Clan, won't it?"

Since the Dark Night Clan has harmed so many members of the White Tiger Clan, they cannot be let off the hook.

Upon hearing Ophelia's words, Klein's eyes lit up, and he snapped out of his daze.

“Klein, you shouldn’t be discouraged. You need to pull yourself together and avenge them.”

Klein nodded. "You're right."

So, in the time that followed, Klein tried his best to cooperate with the treatment and eat, while thinking about ways to deal with the Night Clan.

That evening, the Grand Elder and the Dark Night Clan Chief arrived outside the Holy Capital.

"Chief, the gates to the Holy City close at night, and we really have no way to get in."

The chieftain of the Night Clan was also somewhat anxious about this matter. "If they take action, they will be tempted by Ophelia."

When the other side brings out that glowing thing, they won't be able to do anything about it.

He wanted to deal with Ophelia quietly, but he needed to think of a safe and reliable method.

"We can't go in, but we can find someone to go in."

So the next morning, the former head of the Fire Phoenix Clan, who was in charge of escorting the Fire Phoenix Clan's prey, was surrounded by several young males.

"Patriarch Tucker, our elders wish to see you."

Tucker's eyes were cloudy, and many white hairs had grown at his temples. He was no longer the spirited Fire Phoenix Clan patriarch he once was.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Are you from the White Tiger Clan? What does he want to see me for?"

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