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Chapter 233 probably means he misses his father.

After leaving the Golden Eagle Tribe, Fu Ying returned to the Black Crocodile Swamp with Bai Cangluheng.

Upon seeing Fuying return, Teng embraced her tightly.

The man's cool hands trembled slightly, and his brows were filled with lingering fear.

Fu Ying glanced at Lai Shiba standing in the corner. When the latter met her gaze, he shrank back guiltily.

Clearly, Lai Shiba, who couldn't keep a secret, had already revealed everything about the poison cave under Teng's questioning. Not only Teng, but even the usually calm Qinglan and Danyue had very solemn expressions at this moment.

Qinglan stepped forward slowly, her gray-brown eyes sweeping over the cloth bag at Fuying's waist.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and his clear, ethereal voice carried a rare hesitation: "Aying, it's dangerous to keep a ferret around."

Teng suddenly came to her senses, looked down, and saw the little white thing in the bag move slightly as if it understood Qinglan's words.

His brows furrowed, and a cold glint flashed in his dark green eyes.

If the Poison Cave is truly as dangerous as Lai Shiba claims, then how could a ferret that can move freely within it be an ordinary wild animal? The absence of star markings does not mean it is not dangerous; isn't the Nightless Marquis a perfect example?
With the cold season approaching, keeping such a dangerous hazard by one's side is hardly a wise decision.

Sensing the sudden chill emanating from Teng, Fuying patted the cloth bag at her waist and said, "Let's go back first."

The ferret had been by her side for so long, and apart from absorbing the spiritual energy she emitted every day, it had not shown any malice.

Moreover, it did not even hinder her from setting up the formation when she was in the poison cave, which shows that it still had some good intentions in its intelligence.

What bothered her even more was that if it could freely enter and exit the poison cave without being restrained, perhaps it was it that it chose to step into the poison cave itself and imprison itself there, just to prevent the poisonous fog from eroding the orc continent and causing disaster.

The spiritual energy can suppress the poison in its body, and staying by its side can actually restrain the potential threat within its body.

After all, this little guy is a "time bomb".

Teng's eyes darkened slightly as she looked at Fuying with disapproval; her attitude was already quite clear.

Seeing this, Qinglan raised her eyes and exchanged a glance with Bai Cang, who shook his head almost imperceptibly.

Fu Ying tilted her head slightly, her gaze passing over the crowd to the figure standing at the back, seemingly isolated from the world.

Dan Yue's long, azure hair cascaded down her back, a few strands fluttering in the breeze, like a clear spring, refreshing to behold. In the instant their eyes met, a tender concern flowed from his light blue pupils, more powerful than a thousand words.

Without needing to speak, all the worry and protection were clearly revealed in this silent gaze.

A faint smile curved Fu Ying's lips as she slowly walked to Dan Yue's side.

She took his slightly cool hand and gently placed it on her round belly: "You're back a bit late. The little one is restless and fussy every day. He must miss his father."

The baby in the womb seemed to sense the father's presence and kicked gently inside the mother's belly.

Dan Yue felt the slight pulsation coming from her palm, and her slender fingers trembled slightly.

His lowered eyelashes cast a faint shadow beneath his eyes, focusing on Fuying's protruding belly, his eyes sparkling with a fleeting light.

"Let's go." Fu Ying reached out and took Dan Yue's arm, and walked towards the bamboo house built by the water.

After renovation, the bamboo house has been completely transformed. Wind chimes made of seashells hang under the eaves, making a crisp sound in the breeze. Starfish and colorful seashells are also inlaid on the bamboo walls, exuding the unique charm of the sea people.

As you get closer, you can almost smell the damp, salty scent of the sea.

As Fuying walked to the bamboo building's veranda, his gaze suddenly settled on the newly created pond behind the building.

She stared blankly at the stretch of fine white sand, where two orc cubs were playing, their innocent laughter echoing in the gentle breeze.

Bai Cang looked at the little female playing in the sand, a gentle ripple appearing in his amber eyes, and called out, "Afei."

Bai Fei, who was focused on filling the bamboo tube with sand, heard a familiar voice and immediately looked up. Her little braid in her silver hair swayed gently with the movement. When she saw Fu Ying and Bai Cang, the little girl's eyes suddenly lit up!

She suddenly threw down the bamboo tube and ran towards her parents, calling out, "Mother! Father!"

After nearly two months apart, the little guy has grown even taller.

Her silver hair had reached her shoulders and was tied in delicate little braids, adorned with a few small and pretty seashells. She ran up to Fuying, tilted her pretty little face up, and her eyes and brows were filled with joy.

"Mommy, Tuanzi misses you so much." The little girl opened her arms and hugged Fuying's legs tightly.

Fuying bent down and pulled the little girl into his arms, gently fiddling with her braids.

She curved her lips into a smile and said softly, "Did your father, Dan Yue, style your hair?"

Bai Fei tilted her head and thought for a moment, the little seashells in her silver hair sparkling, and said in a clear voice, "Father Dan Yue and Father Qing Lan braid Tuanzi's hair beautifully every day!"

As she spoke, she suddenly wrinkled her little nose: "It's just that Teng's father is the dumbest. He always ties Tuanzi's hair up like a bird's nest, all messy and ugly."

Upon hearing this, Teng raised an eyebrow, his dark green eyes narrowing dangerously: "You little ingrate, you really are fickle. Have you forgotten who held you and combed your hair when you were little?"

Bai Fei blinked and chuckled, pretending not to hear.

At this moment, Dan Yue had already walked to the edge of the sand pile and picked up the exquisitely beautiful cub.

The little guy was still clutching a seashell in his hand, his big, watery, seven-colored eyes wide open, when Dan Yue brought him to Fu Ying.

Teng stood with his arms crossed, his gaze falling on the cub in Dan Yue's arms, and muttered under his breath, "It really does look like it."

Holding Changsheng in Danyue's arms, his eyes were fixed on Fuying without blinking. Suddenly, the little guy broke into a bright smile, stretched out his chubby little hand towards Fuying, his seven-colored eyes full of expectation, and said in a soft, childish voice, "Ah, Mother..."

The seashell slipped through his fingers, reflecting a dazzling halo of light in the sunlight, but it couldn't compare to the brilliance in his eyes.

The cubs on the Orc Continent grow at an astonishing rate. In just two months, Xiao Changsheng has already shed his infantile innocence.

His soft, black hair was very smooth, unlike the sparse lanugo of a newborn. The seven-colored butterfly pattern on his cheek was already very clear, and it was shimmering with light as he moved. Just as Teng said, Changsheng's eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as his father's.

At this moment, he was able to freely retract the wings on his back. However, the moment he saw Fuying, the beautiful twelve butterfly wings couldn't help but unfold, blooming into a dazzling rosy glow in Danyue's arms.

The little creature twisted and struggled impatiently, its wings vibrating rapidly, as it pounced towards the Fuying.

Fine dust drifted down from the edges of the wings, like stars in the halo of light, making him seem less dangerous than his father.