I was terrified! Raising a colossal star beast in the Beast Taming World

Manluo's sudden cry of "Mama Xue" caused Muyue and Meng Tianxiang's pupils to dilate simultaneously.

Mutsuki's lips twitched, and her mind went blank. She instinctively turned to look at Yuki Yuuyu, her eyes filled with the soul-searching question, "What did you do to my daughter?"

However, Xue Youyou only paused for a moment, without turning around. She simply raised her hand, waved casually, and then left gracefully.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Tianxiang realized something was wrong.

Why leave her alone with Mutsuki? Especially since Mutsuki has regained her normal mobility.

A cold sweat instantly broke out on Meng Tianxiang's back as images from last night uncontrollably flashed through her mind—

Thinking of this, Meng Tianxiang couldn't help but shiver, and then immediately called out to Xue Youyou's retreating figure, "Hey—wait for me!"

Meng Tianxiang didn't care that this was her room anymore; she took quick, short steps and followed Xue Youyou.

Soon, only Mutsuki and Manro remained in the room.

The mother and daughter stood a few steps apart, neither speaking for a moment. A strange silence filled the air, neither awkward nor tense, but rather a sense of not knowing where to begin.

Manluo's gaze fell on Mutsuki.

It was a rare opportunity to observe the woman who had given her half a life so closely and undisturbed.

She wasn't much taller than me, and although her features were delicate, she couldn't hide her weariness. Her light blue eyes were slightly lowered, as if she was deliberately avoiding my gaze.

Manluo suddenly felt something was strange.

She never felt hatred towards this person, let alone love.

From childhood to adulthood, the name "Mutsuki" was just a few words that Manju occasionally mentioned to her. She only knew that Mutsuki was a beast tamer who was even more powerful than her mother, Manju.

She had imagined countless times what it would be like to talk to Mutsuki. The last time was during a competition, but this time, she never thought it would be in the living room of a small suburban villa, and she never imagined that the person who would act as matchmaker would be Yuki Yuuyu.

"you……"

Manluo broke the silence first, her voice much calmer than she had expected: "Are you alright? Xue Youyou said you should be in good spirits now."

Mutsuki paused slightly, then tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that was hard to decipher—a bitter smile or a mocking one: "That's what he told you?"

"Mm." Manluo nodded.

"She does know how to speak up for me."

Mutsuki gave a soft snort, then her face paled slightly as if she recalled some unpleasant memory: "Speaking of which, what did you... call her just now?"

Manlu blinked, a rare glint of mischief flashing in her usually calm eyes: "Mother Xue."

Mutsuki's lips twitched visibly. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if trying to digest this sudden, stomach-churning news.

Her daughter, her own daughter, calls the guy who turned her into a figurine "Mom"?

Isn't this like recognizing a thief as your mother?

"Did she force you?" Mutsuki's voice carried a hint of danger.

"No," Manlu shook her head, her eyes innocent, and said, "It was my own choice."

Mutsuki felt like she had been hit hard.

But she did not have an attack.

It wasn't that she didn't want to, but... she truly had no right to do so. She had been absent from Manluo's entire upbringing, so what right did she have to boss her daughter around now?

What's more, less than a day ago, she herself was having her back scrubbed by Xue Youyou in the bathtub, and if Meng Tianxiang hadn't come, they almost ended up sleeping together. In a sense, she wasn't much better off than Manluo.

She also did bad things.

Thinking about this, Mutsuki suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

Then she actually laughed.

The laughter started softly, with a hint of self-deprecation, but then grew louder and louder, as if something that had been suppressed for a long time had finally been punctured and was bursting out.

Manluo was somewhat taken aback by her reaction, and frowned slightly: "What's so funny?"

"It's nothing."

Mutsuki stopped laughing, raised her hand to wipe away non-existent tears from the corner of her eye, and then beckoned to Manluo: "Come here."

Manlu hesitated for a second, then stood up and walked to Mutsuki. She was only a head shorter than Mutsuki, and it was impossible to tell who was taller without a close look.

Mutsuki looked down at her, at that face that was somewhat similar to her own but even more gentle, and a complex emotion flashed across her eyes. She couldn't help but say what she had wanted to say for a long time: "You're really as short as your mother."

Manluo: "..."

Then, Mutsuki raised her hand and gently placed it on the top of Manro's head.

Mutsuki didn't rub it; she simply placed her hand quietly on Manro's head and closed her eyes.

Although Manlu didn't know what it meant, she still stood obediently without moving.

Half a minute later, Mutsuki finally opened her eyes again, her eyes filled with a complex emotion.

"These years."

Her voice was very soft, almost as if she were talking to herself: "Thank you for your hard work."

Manluo's body stiffened slightly.

Then, she felt her eyes begin to burn uncontrollably. She blinked hard, forcing back the damned tears, but her voice still trembled slightly: "Why are you telling me this now?"

"I know."

Mutsuki withdrew her hand, her tone returning to its usual calm and indifferent: "You only called her 'Mom' to get Xue Youyou's help, right? Because of Manzhu's matter."

Manluo suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide with surprise, and asked, "Xue Youyou told you?"

Mutsuki's lips curled up slightly: "You underestimate your mother too much. No matter what, your mother is the leader of a sect. If I couldn't even see through your little schemes, I would have been betrayed by the treacherous people under me long ago."

Manluo was startled, then subconsciously touched her head, wondering if Muyue had used some kind of mind-reading technique when she touched her head.

Don't worry.

Mutsuki's gaze passed over Manluo, landing on the still-crimson crescent moon outside the window. A cold glint flashed in her eyes: "Manzhu is my woman, and I won't let anything happen to her. That self-proclaimed King of Heroes dared to humiliate my wife like that; I will make him pay!"

Her tone wasn't harsh, but it carried an extremely firm and unquestionable killing intent.

Manluo opened her mouth, and suddenly, she felt that her adoptive mother was actually quite reliable.

"Mmm!" Manluo responded emphatically.

The living room fell silent again, with only the occasional sound of the wind coming from outside the window.

After a moment, Mutsuki spoke again, saying softly, "You're not allowed to ask anyone for help again."

Manluo was taken aback.

Before Manlu could reply, Muyue raised her voice and said emphatically, "Did you hear me?"

"Yes...yes!" Manluo, startled, immediately replied.

However, at this moment, Manluo felt a warm glow in her heart.

In that instant, she felt a special emotion from Mutsuki that even Manzhu had never given her.