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

Chapter 448 Suppressing Feelings
One of the orcs was the first to react. He quickly lowered his head to hide the surprise in his eyes, and said in a deliberately exaggerated voice, "We were rude! Your Excellency is simply too beautiful, like the moon goddess descending. We, these uncouth orcs, have never seen such a dazzling face. We were stunned for a moment and lost our composure. Please forgive us!"

His two companions behind him quickly followed suit, bowing and echoing, "Yes, yes, yes! The female is too beautiful! We were so stunned that we offended her."

Jiaoyin's blue eyes darted around, scanning the two males back and forth, clearly showing disbelief.

His tall frame leaned forward slightly, subtly shielding Bai Wanwan to a more protective position behind him. His voice had become distant. "I have brought you to a safe tribe. If you have any other questions or need help, you can go to the chieftain or other orcs here."

His intention to get rid of them was self-evident.

The three males noticed the change in Jiaoyin's attitude and were filled with regret.

They knew that their earlier outburst had likely offended the powerful male who had just saved their lives.

But... the female's face was so similar to that one's that they lost their composure.

Jiaoyin clearly did not need their gratitude, and even became wary of them.

The three males could only sigh. Under Jiao Yin's sharp, almost tangible gaze, they dared not look at Bai Wanwan again and could only bow once more to express their gratitude.

Then, filled with doubt, he turned around hastily and disappeared into the depths of the tribe's damp path.

Until their figures were completely out of sight, Bai Wanwan turned to look at Jiaoyin beside her.

She belatedly realized that her hand had been held tightly by Jiaoyin's warm, large hand the whole time.

She hadn't even noticed because of the tension and cold.

She subconsciously and gently pulled her hand away.

Jiaoyin tightened her grip almost immediately, as if afraid she would slip away.

But when his gaze met Bai Wanwan's eyes, he slowly let go of her hand.

His fingertips still carried the cool, delicate touch of her skin, but he knew the woman before him did not belong to him.

"It's very cold outside, you can't catch a chill." His voice returned to its previous gentleness. "I'll take you inside."

He carefully protected her, using his broad body to shield her from the lingering cold wind at the doorway, and led her into the warm, dry stone house.

Hua Han was sitting by the fire pit, stirring the meat soup in the earthenware pot with a bone spoon. Xue Tuanzi was curled up and dozing off beside his legs, while the rest of the children were chasing a small grass ball in the corner.

Seeing them come in, they asked, "Are you hungry? The broth is ready, have some first."

As she spoke, Hua Han stood up and gave the warmest spot to Bai Wanwan, then handed her the slightly cooled meat soup.

"Have some soup to warm up first."

Bai Wanwan didn't stand on ceremony; she was indeed a bit cold.

As the hot soup was swallowed, the cold limbs gradually warmed up.

The worries and tension of the past few days suddenly eased, and coupled with her body not yet fully recovered, a huge sense of fatigue washed over Bai Wanwan like a tide.

The warmth of the room and the aroma of food enveloped her, making her yawn involuntarily, her eyelids so heavy she could barely lift them.

The gazes of both men followed her every move.

Bai Wanwan couldn't open her eyes. She put the meat soup she had finished drinking aside and said, "I'm sleepy. I'm going to take a nap."

Hua Han stood up and helped her, whose steps were weak, walk inside.

Jiaoyin held the bowl, but her gaze followed the female's figure.

Watching her unsteady steps toward the bed in the inner room, covered with thick animal hides, and watching her fall into a deep sleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, her breathing becoming even and long.

That face, so serene and beautiful in her sleep, filled Jiao Yin with an indescribable sense of peace and contentment. Hua Han tucked Bai Wanwan in and made sure she was sound asleep before leaving again.

Just then, when Jiao Yin looked at Bai Wanwan, the intense, unyielding emotions hidden deep in his eyes were revealed.

Hua Han silently walked over and sat down beside him. "Jiaoyin, I envy you."

Jiaoyin paused slightly, then looked away, turning to Huahan with a hint of confusion and bitterness: "Envious of me?"

A self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "What do I have that you should envy?"

On the contrary, he admired Hua Han's courage to pursue what she liked without hesitation.

Hua Han glanced at him. "These past two days... she's been waiting for you. Her high fever just subsided, and she's so weak she can barely stand, yet she still goes to the door to check on you every now and then."

Hua Han's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible bitterness, "Even though I'm by her side every day, racking my brains to coax her, I know that in her heart, you are more important than me."

Jiaoyin felt as if an invisible hand was clenching her heart tightly, and a huge warm current swept through her body.

Deep within his azure eyes, long-suppressed emotions surged like lava, almost breaking free from the shackles of reason.

He longed to protect her forever, from this moment on!

but……

"Thank you, Hua Han." Jiao Yin's voice was dry and heavy. "Thank you for taking care of her all this time, and thank you for telling me all this. But..."

His eyes darkened as he forcefully suppressed the pounding in his heart. "I'm afraid... I won't be able to fight alongside you against her beastmen."

Hua Han frowned upon hearing this: "What do you mean?"

Jiaoyin's gaze returned to the sleeping Bai Wanwan, filled with endless longing and reluctance: "Once we have definite news of her beastmen, or find a force that can protect her... I must leave. I must return to our seas to rescue my people,"

Every second of delay might mean more of our people dying at the hands of that traitor Jiaoming and his henchmen.

Hua Han's handsome and charming features instantly wrinkled.

He knew very well that without Jiao Yin, a powerful orange-tier peak warrior, as an ally, his chances of gaining Bai Wanwan's favor and becoming her beast husband through normal means were slim, especially compared to Bai Wanwan's powerful beast husbands.

Hua Han's voice carried a hint of urgency, "I said I would help you. Once we join forces to become Wanwan's beast husbands, I swear to the Beast God that I will do everything in my power to help you find a way to take revenge and save your people."

"But I don't have that much time to wait..."

If he could, he wouldn't want to make a choice. He would also like Hua Han to do anything for the woman he loves, just like she does.

Jiaoyin closed her eyes in distress, and when she opened them again, she forcibly suppressed the emotions in her eyes.

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Meanwhile, on another distant continent.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the salty smell of the sea breeze filled the air.

The battle is nearing its end.

Roger the Black Wolf was covered in blood, his once agile body now covered with deep claw marks that revealed bone, burn marks, and bruises from being whipped with tremendous force.

His front leg was twisted unnaturally, and he was only able to stay upright thanks to a fierce determination.

He leaned against the cold reef, panting heavily, blood dripping from his fur onto the black rocks at his feet, blooming into glaring red flowers.

Opposite him were several males exuding a terrifying aura.

(End of this chapter)