The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 444 A slight pause in breathing

Bai Wanwan could faintly hear their voices, but she ignored them.

She held the snowball in her arms and squeezed together with Hua Han, Jiao Yin, and the cubs.

Hua Han silently wrapped another layer of his still-dry animal hide around Bai Wanwan and the cubs. Jiao Yin, meanwhile, warily gazed towards the tribe below the mountain, raindrops dripping down his handsome jawline.

Time passed slowly in the cold, dampness, and scorching heat.

After a hectic day, the kids were already asleep, and Bai Wanwan, though trying to stay awake, was also feeling a bit sleepy.

The rain-soaked clothes made her very cold.

After Hua Han noticed, he tried to hug Bai Wanwan, but Bai Wanwan turned to one side and wrapped herself tightly in the animal skin.

His hand was raised in mid-air, but he still said what he wanted to say, "Wanwan, you'll sleep more comfortably if you lean on me."

Bai Wanwan was well aware of their help to her, but she already had several beast husbands.

So she could only refuse, saying, "No, I'll just stay here."

She leaned against the wooden plank, ignoring the water seeping through it, protecting the baby beside her with one hand, her head slowly drooping.

Hua Han waited quietly until she fell asleep. After noticing her hand unconsciously drooping down, he reached out and put his hand around her waist, finally managing to embrace her waist as he had hoped.

He pulled the female into his warm embrace. Bai Wanwan, still asleep, seemed quite content with his warm embrace. She shifted slightly, finding a comfortable position, and buried her face in his neck.

Hua Han's breath hitched slightly, and the hand holding her slender waist tightened noticeably.

Hua Han turned his head, and his lips brushed against her forehead.

This scene was witnessed by Kyoin, who had just entered.

Has Wanwan accepted Hua Han yet?

Realizing this, he felt as if his heart had been stabbed.

He then suppressed his emotions; the fate of his people was uncertain, and these were not things he should be hoping for.

"How's the situation outside?"

Noticing that Jiaoyin had entered the room, Huahan reluctantly removed her lips from Jiaoyin's forehead.

"The rain was heavy, and almost all the orcs in the tribe were getting soaked. They were all complaining about us."

Hua Han snorted, "They're complaining about why we didn't go back? In my opinion, we shouldn't have bothered with them."

But then she remembered that it was Wanwan's decision, and immediately shut her mouth.

On the high platform outside, the females were making a ruckus.

"Chieftain, look, my son got soaked in the rain like this. What if he catches a fever?"

"That's right, we've lived here for decades and nothing's happened, it's not that dangerous."

Despite everyone's resentment, the clan chief said, "Wait a little longer. If you really can't hold on and want to go back, that's fine too."

After these words were spoken, some of the bolder, less conscientious men actually took their females and cubs back home.

The heavy rain continued, and just as the resentment was about to reach its peak, even the clan leader began to waver.

Rumble!
A deep, muffled roar, as if from the depths of the earth, drowned out all the rain and complaints.

Immediately following was a continuous, teeth-grinding sound of trees snapping and boulders rolling down.

All the orcs looked down the mountain in terror.

By the occasional pale flashes of lightning that ripped through the night sky, they witnessed a terrifying sight they would never forget: the mountain behind the tribe, like a sleeping behemoth that had been enraged, had half of its body, like molten black mud, carrying countless boulders and broken logs, roaring down with devastating force!

The turbid mudflow instantly swallowed the area at the foot of the mountain and near the new river channel. Several caves they had just left were completely flattened in the blink of an eye, like fragile eggshells!
A mudslide swept into the tribe, destroying everything in its path. The murky water, carrying debris, instantly submerged the low-lying areas, creating a deadly swamp. Cries for help from orcs could be heard in the distance, but they were quickly swallowed by the mud and rocks.

The entire sacrificial platform was deathly silent.

There was only the sound of rain and the suppressed whimpers of the frightened cubs.

All the complaints and doubts turned into the fear and lingering dread of surviving a catastrophe.

Bai Wanwan also woke up from the commotion. She didn't have time to think about how she had fallen asleep and ended up in Hua Han's arms.

She rushed straight to the entrance of the wooden shed and looked outside.

Even with the system in her possession, she could only feel awe upon witnessing such a natural disaster.

The orc who had been shouting the loudest earlier was now deathly pale. He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed heavily towards Bai Wanwan, his voice hoarse and trembling: "Bai Wanwan, female... thank... thank you! It was you... who saved my wife and my child's lives!"

His female, holding her terrified cub, was already in tears.

Immediately following, as if in a chain reaction, countless grateful gazes focused on Bai Wanwan, and low, awe-inspiring whispers of thanks rose and fell: "Thank you, female!"

"You saved the entire tribe!"

"Beast God above, protect the female Bai Wanwan!"

But Bai Wanwan remained unmoved by their gratitude.

Their previous insults still echoed in my ears.

She reminded them only because she wasn't so cold-blooded as to stand by and watch so many orcs and cubs lose their lives.

This night was destined to be anything but peaceful, and Bai Wanwan ignored the gratitude of the beastmen not far away.

After observing for a while, they returned to the wooden shed.

I spent the night in a daze, and heard that the mudslide outside had passed and the rain had become much lighter.

The clan chief led his people to the wooden shed where Bai Wanwan and the others were.

The old man, weathered by life's hardships, had tears of lingering fear in his eyes as he bowed deeply to Bai Wanwan: "Bai Wanwan, you are the benefactor of our tribe! The lynx tribe will forever remember your kindness!"

Hua Han and Jiao Yin stood beside her, protecting her and the baby on either side.

Bai Wanwan held the warm babies in her arms, looking down at her homeland that had been ravaged by the mudslide and was unrecognizable, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

"No need. We are only staying here temporarily. Last night's reminder was just to thank the clan leader for taking us in. As for anything else, I hope everyone will leave me alone."

She was very frank; she didn't want their gratitude, nor did she want to get closer to them.

The clan chief sighed and immediately chased away all the clansmen behind him, finally bringing peace and quiet.

"Bai Wanwan, don't worry, I won't let my people disturb you, but if you need anything, you can come to us."

"Ah."

Knowing they were in the wrong, the clan chief stopped bothering her and slowly walked away.

“Let’s go back too.” Jiaoyin walked over and took the tiger cubs from her arms.

Bai Wanwan felt sticky and uncomfortable all over, and nodded, "Okay, let's go back and get a good night's sleep."

Who knew that after Bai Wanwan went back to wash up and fell asleep, she developed a high fever.

"Jiaoyin, come quickly! Wanwan seems to have a fever." Hua Han turned and shouted to Jiaoyin outside, her voice filled with anxiety.

(End of this chapter)