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Chapter 260 She Won't Like Me
Xingkong noticed Teng's gaze, paused for a moment, but did not try to hide it.

At this moment, Fu Ying's voice came: "Starry Sky, I'm very happy that the Rift Sky Tribe could come."

Upon hearing that familiar yet unfamiliar alluring voice, Xingkong subtly clenched his fist. A smile returned to his face as he turned to Fuying and shrugged. "I thought the witch had forgotten me. Otherwise, why didn't she invite our Rift Sky Tribe? Instead, she had Chief Moyan come in person. Sigh, I thought we were friends."

Fu Ying looked at the starry sky, its eyebrows slightly raised, free and unrestrained, and chuckled softly: "I'm sorry, it was my oversight."

She originally thought that pterosaurs, like golden eagles, would migrate to warmer places in winter. Unexpectedly, the pterosaurs didn't leave and were even invited over by Mo Yan, which was a bit embarrassing.

Seeing her expression, Xingkong's tense nerves relaxed, and he said softly, "It's okay."

As they were talking, a female stepped out from the Rift Sky Tribe's group, took Xingkong's arm, and looked at Fuying with a critical eye. Although she didn't say anything, you could tell from her eyes that she was targeting her.

Fu Ying turned her head and glanced at her, nodding as if she hadn't noticed her hostility.

Qinghe was stunned for a moment. Before she could react, Fuying had already turned around, and her voice came through her back: "Come in and discuss the migration. If there are no problems, we will set off first thing tomorrow morning."

Mo Yan glanced at the starry sky, then instructed Gui Helan to settle the orcs of the Cangshan tribe before following Fu Ying into the tent.

Teng glanced at Qinghe with a cold and fierce look. He would not tolerate anyone who showed malice towards him as a female.

However, out of consideration for Xingkong, he didn't say anything harsh, didn't call out to Xingkong again, and followed her into the tent.

Xingkong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, ignored Qinghe, and turned to settle the people of the Liekong tribe.

Qinghe looked at her arm that had been flung away, biting her lip, her face pale.

After settling his people in, Xingkong dragged his heavy steps toward the tent, but after taking a step, he was stopped by Qinghe. She lowered her voice and gritted her teeth, saying, "You've already formed a pact with me, you must stay away from her!"

The starry sky gave a soft snort, but the physical exhaustion paled in comparison to the mental fatigue.

He lifted his eyelids slightly and said calmly, "Do I have to repeat myself? We became sworn brothers because of my father, not because we like each other. I've already said that I will do what a partner should do. You don't need to provoke Fuying."

Looking at his nonchalant expression, Qinghe felt a surge of hatred rising in her heart.

She growled, "You know that! I want your affection! I won't allow you to like other females!"

Starry Sky remained silent for a long time. This time, there was no mockery or indifference on his face, only calmness: "You can have many males, and they will all like you. You should have known when you formed the bond that I don't like you."

Looking at his calm yet resolute expression, Qinghe's eyes suddenly reddened.

As Xingkong watched the female's tears fall silently, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

He reached out and wiped away Qinghe's tears, saying softly, "Don't cry. I've already formed a bond with her. Chapter 260: She won't like me."

Both he and Qinghe were well aware of this.

He had already let it go when he left the Black Crocodile Swamp last time.

Fu Ying didn't like him, and he also had to be responsible for the Liekong tribe. He left in a carefree manner, and he was just as carefree when he formed a contract with Qing He. He didn't think too much about it. Anyway, after hiding his feelings, what difference did it make who he formed a contract with?
His father hoped he would form a bond with Qinghe, and Qinghe also liked him. When they formed the bond, he made everything clear, and she was still willing to form a bond with him. That was enough; he owed no one anything.

With that, Xingkong turned and walked into the tent without pausing. The falling snow blurred Qinghe's vision; hot tears streamed down her face, splashing onto the ground like lava falling into ice.

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As soon as I entered the tent, the warmth enveloped me and the starry sky.

He looked up at the people in the tent and gave them a carefree smile: "It's really warm. The shaman is indeed different."

Teng rolled her eyes and said casually, "I've been waiting for you."

Xingkong chuckled softly, strode forward, glanced at the map on the table, and asked with slight surprise, "What's this?"

"The map to the Triangle Sea was drawn after consulting with many wandering orcs. Of course, it cannot be guaranteed to be foolproof, but at least it can guide us to find the shortest path to the Triangle Sea, saving us a lot of time."

Fu Ying pointed to a winding red line on the map, which stretched almost from one end of the map to the other.

The red line, like a burning flame, silently tells the story of an unknown adventure.

"A map?" Xingkong perked up immediately, examined it closely, and suddenly pointed to a familiar place with sharp eyes, exclaiming, "This is the Cangshan Tribe? And this cliff, this is the Liekong Tribe?!"

He was both shocked and excited. Although he had never seen such a thing before, he could vaguely sense the benefits that the map would bring to their migration.

Mo Yan and Jing Qiang turned to look at him, feeling a sense of relief. Heaven knows how shocked they were when they first learned about this thing. Finally, someone else was like them, which shows that "maps" are indeed an extremely powerful thing.

Teng glanced at him and teased, "Now you know, following Aying to the Triangle Sea is definitely the right choice!"

Xingkong nodded, and when he looked up at Fuying, his eyes were filled with both admiration and emotion.

Fu Ying pointed to the route on the map and explained it to everyone one by one. Then he said, "It is the cold season now, and the journey is not easy and difficult at every turn. Since we have decided to travel together, let's help each other and reach the Triangle Sea together."

Her voice was calm and unhurried. As she finished speaking, her gaze swept over everyone, and a sharp glint flashed in her narrow eyes.

"I need to remind you that if anyone causes trouble on the way, I believe you all know what I can do."

"Alright, I still have some animal hides here. Take them back and distribute them to the older orcs, as well as the females and cubs. We'll set off early tomorrow morning and try to reach the Triangle Sea as soon as possible."

She raised her chin slightly, and Teng nodded knowingly, leading everyone out of the tent.

The wind and snow swirled and pelted the tent, making a soft, rustling sound.

Dan Yue ran her slender fingers through Fu Ying's long hair, gently stroking it, and said, "Are you tired? Do you want to rest?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "Go ahead and get busy. We're leaving the Black Crocodile Swamp tomorrow, and you have a lot to do."

Dan Yue chuckled softly, then leaned down and placed a feather-like kiss on her forehead: "Then I'll go and call Luo Heng to come and keep you company."

As the only male among Fuying's three remaining partners without any ties to the tribe or clan, Luoheng has recently been taking care of the cubs. He is gentle and patient with the cubs, and he weaves small animal-shaped dolls out of vines. The cubs all like their father, Luoheng.

(End of this chapter)