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

Chapter 662 Memories
Worry clung to her like vines.

Accompanied by Jin Yi, she went to the cave entrance several times, ignoring the rain that was blowing in, and anxiously peered into the dim rain, but she still couldn't see Yin Ze's figure.

Chief Rong also came over, and seeing her worried look, he and Jin Yi gently comforted her.

Fearing she would catch a cold, the men, half persuading and half forcibly, led her back to the campfire burning inside the cave.

at this time,

Footsteps came from outside the cave, and Yin Ze's figure finally appeared in everyone's sight!

Behind him followed seven or eight men, soaking wet and disheveled.

Bai Wanwan, who had just sat down, saw him and immediately stood up and rushed towards him.

She didn't care that he was soaking wet, and immediately hugged his waist.

Yin Ze tried to stop him, but it was too late. He could only say helplessly and carefully, "Wanwan, I'm soaking wet. Let go of me first, or you'll get cold."

During the wait, Bai Wanwan had already considered all the worst possible outcomes.

Seeing Yin Ze now fills me with lingering fear and a sense of relief at having regained what I once had.

Who cares if their clothes are wet or not?

She shook her head in his arms, "No, why did it take you so long to come back?"

"Too many males were swept away, I tried my best to save as many as possible..." He couldn't finish his sentence, because there were still many he couldn't save...

The surroundings were quiet; everyone knew that the males who had been swept away and could not be saved were likely in grave danger.

Such a large-scale migration, especially during the rainy season, was fraught with peril.

Everyone knew in their hearts that these things were bound to happen, and that more might happen along the way.

But even though you understand it, when death truly comes to you, there is still an inescapable low pressure in the air, heavy and oppressive.

Looking at the rescued orcs, and thinking of those lives forever left in the river, Bai Wanwan sighed heavily.

Inside the dark and damp cave, the torrential rain of the rainy season continued to pour down outside, like a never-ending curtain.

"Go change your clothes first, so Wanwan doesn't get soaked too," Chief Rong said to Yin Ze after glancing at him.

Then he reached out and pulled Bai Wanwan out of his arms. "Wanwan, go change your clothes too, so you don't catch a cold."

"Okay..." It's really not comfortable to be all wet.

After she changed her clothes and relaxed, a fierce hunger swept over her.

She subconsciously touched her stomach, which felt strangely empty.

However, the chaos during the river crossing caused the elephant tribe to lose a lot of the food they were carrying, and their originally plentiful reserves suddenly became insufficient.

The light at the cave entrance was blocked by a tall figure.

Jin Ying (Fu Jinshen) walked in against the light, rainwater streaming down his dark skin and simple animal hide.

He walked straight up to the group, placed the two not-so-fat but enough prey he was carrying on the ground, and said in his usual calm voice, without revealing any emotion: "The weather is bad, there aren't many prey around, and these are all we found. Let's make do for the night."

The males looked at the two prey, then at Jinying, who was soaking wet and clearly had just finished a search, and felt genuine gratitude. They didn't care if they went hungry, but they couldn't bear to see Wanwan starve.

However, after delivering the items, Jin Ying did not turn around and leave as everyone expected, to deal with his clan's affairs or rest.

His steps faltered slightly, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over Bai Wanwan, who was being protected by Qiu Rong and Yin Ze, before he actually walked towards her step by step.

Under the slightly inquisitive gazes of the others, he nonchalantly pulled something carefully wrapped in a large leaf from his bosom—the warmest and driest place close to his chest.

He lifted the leaves, revealing a dozen or so bright red, round wild berries that looked plump and juicy, appearing especially tempting in the dim light inside the cave.

He handed the bag of fruit to Bai Wanwan, his voice low but seemingly carrying a hint of gentleness: "Here, take this. You must be hungry after the long journey. Have something to eat first."

Bai Wanwan was indeed starving, but when she saw these carefully selected and well-preserved fruits, her eyes lit up slightly.

She looked up at Jin Ying. Although she still found him somewhat unpredictable, she couldn't refuse his timely kindness.

She gave him a genuine smile and accepted it, saying, "Thank you, but I'm really hungry, so I won't stand on ceremony."

As he spoke, he picked up a fruit, carefully wiped it, and eagerly took a bite.

The sweet juice spread in her mouth, temporarily relieving the weakness caused by hunger, and she closed her eyes contentedly.

Because of her male presence, even though Ember Shadow couldn't bear to look away from her face, he couldn't be too blatant.

Otherwise, what if the males become wary and reject him next time?
As he turned his gaze away, the chieftain walked up to him, his brow furrowed, and asked, "Jinying, how are your people? Are the casualties severe?"

"It's not serious, but we still lost more than a dozen..."

Chief Rong patted him on the shoulder, "In this kind of weather, some casualties are inevitable. Let's get back as soon as possible."

"Ah."

Jin Ying didn't say much, and the other males assumed he was upset, so they didn't say anything more either.

Jin Ying walked outside, away from Bai Wanwan and his male companion, and could finally look at her greedily and wantonly.

Bai Wanwan was taking small bites, but at a fast pace, of the fruit.

The flickering firelight inside the cave illuminated her profile; her long eyelashes drooped as she focused intently on her food, displaying an innocent and contented expression.

This familiar scene was like a key, unlocking the tightly locked gates of his memory.

He thought of the modern era.

At that time, he was busy managing his vast business empire and flying around the world attending endless meetings, leaving her with very little time.

Every time I returned home late at night, I would push open the heavy door and often find her curled up alone on the large sofa, holding snacks in her arms, with a boring program playing on the TV in front of her, but she would fall asleep while watching it.

Hearing him enter the door, she would immediately wake up, and like a summoned little animal, her eyes would light up instantly. She would drop the snacks and remote control in her hands, rush barefoot into his arms, bury her fluffy head deep in his chest, and hug him tightly like a stubborn little bear, refusing to let go.

At those times, the ruthlessness of the business world and the fatigue from his busy schedule seemed to be truly dispelled by her warmth, making him willingly indulge in this moment of warmth and tranquility, greedily breathing in her scent.

However, he gave her too little time.

Even the few moments of tenderness were often interrupted by unexpected work calls.

(End of this chapter)