Warden of the Beast World: Everyone is a Hakimi

This was the moment Ghost Hunter had been waiting for. With a push of his hind legs, his massive wolf body soared into the air, his speed completely disproportionate to his size—the explosive power of an SS-level combatant was on full display in this single leap.

He precisely dodged the oncoming beak of the Red Hare, sidestepped and crashed into the base of the Red Hare's wing, his shoulder blade slamming hard into the Vermilion Bird's breastbone.

Chi Heng felt a tremendous force coming from below, and his entire bird body was knocked backward. It flapped its wings several times before it could maintain its balance.

He flapped his wings and flew into the air, creating some distance. His crimson eyes looked down, his bird face filled with resentment. He had clearly seen Youlie make his move, but the speed and power of an SS-level creature were a dimension below that of an S+ creature. His eyes had followed the attack, but his body hadn't.

Ghost Hunter gave him no chance to catch his breath, leaping up again. This time even higher, chasing straight after Crimson Heng, who was circling in mid-air. Crimson Heng quickly swerved to the side to avoid it, its wingtip brushing against Ghost Hunter's tail feathers.

He took the opportunity to swoop down and try to grab the back of the Shadow Hunter, but the Shadow Hunter turned around in mid-air and swept its front claws, slapping the base of the Red Hare's wing solidly.

Chi Heng was slapped so hard that it tumbled several times in the air, its crimson feathers falling to the ground. It flew crookedly to a higher place, only regaining its balance after creating a safe distance.

This is impossible to fight. The SS-level combat power suppression is even more ruthless than he imagined. Speed, strength, reaction, and the pressure of the mental field—he is being crushed in every aspect.

He used to fight S-class enemies in mutual brawls, but now fighting SS-class enemies is a one-sided beating. Chi Heng simply refused to come down, circling high in the sky, occasionally glancing down at the silver-gray giant wolf in the yard, his bird face filled with resentment.

Ye Tang stood in the yard, watching the mess left behind after the bird and wolf had finished fighting. Crimson feathers and silver-gray wolf fur were scattered everywhere. A hole had been trampled into the vegetable garden, and two of the three garlic sprouts had fallen over.

She looked up at Chi Heng circling high in the sky, then looked down at You Lie guarding the center of the courtyard, and rolled her eyes the biggest and most standard one she'd ever done.

"You're a noob, and you call yourself the clan leader? You can't even beat my dog."

These words struck precisely at every feather of the Vermilion Bird in the sky. Chi Heng swooped down, transforming into human form a few meters from the ground, landing on the ground. His long hair whipped in front of him due to inertia. He angrily ruffled his hair, pointed at You Lie, and shouted, "He's not a dog!"

Then Chi Heng revealed Youlie's true identity.

"He is Youlie! Major General of the Third Legion of the Empire! The second son of the Canglang Clan! His father was the previous chieftain of the Canglang Clan, his brother Youming is the commander-in-chief of the Northern Border Defense Line, his mother had four beast husbands, he has three older brothers and one older sister, and two younger brothers. He is a wolf! S-rank combat power, no, now it's SS-rank! He has been a beastman from beginning to end! He is not some wild dog picked up from the forest!"

Ye Tang turned to look at You Lie. You Lie stood still, his silver-gray wolf face expressionless, his tail stiffly hanging behind him, not wagging as usual.

Ye Tang's scrutinizing gaze lasted only a moment before she turned to look at the red-faced, thick-necked Chi Heng: "You idiot, you're always making excuses for yourself. Why don't you just say he's a divine beast?"

"The Azure Wolf Clan has never had any divine beast bloodline since ancient times!" Chi Heng was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

"so what?"

"He's a wolf!" Chi Heng's voice almost cracked. "He's a wolf from beginning to end! He's not a dog! He's lying to you! Why don't you get angry for a second!"

Ye Tang looked at Chi Heng, her face clearly showing disbelief. Chi Heng understood everything from that expression—it wasn't "I can't refute it," but rather "Even if what you're saying is true, I don't care."

This little female's filter for round-haired creatures was eight hundred meters thick, so thick that even if he could dig up three generations of Ghost Hunter's ancestors, she would still think he was slandering her. Chi Heng opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, as helpless as a sparrow fluttering in a pond.

Ye Tang leaned against an old tree in the yard, crossed her arms, and said calmly, "Even if he is a wolf, if he is the Youlie you're talking about, with such a prominent family background and status, why would he pretend to be a dog and follow me? What could I possibly want from him?"

"He's got a lot more to gain!" Chi Heng immediately chimed in.

"For example?"

Chi Heng stared, his mind racing. What was he after? Her cooking? Her catnip? Her spiritual spring water? Her daily ear-rubbing and praise of him as a good dog? But his vocabulary completely failed him at the crucial moment; his lips moved several times, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Ye Tang didn't wait for him and continued, her tone as calm as if she were telling someone else's story: "Chi Heng, do you know how I met him? That day, I was thrown out of the front door by my family, my luggage was scattered all over the ground, and I didn't have a penny on me. I went to the job interview alone through the forest, so thin that I was out of breath after just a few steps—I was shorter than I am now back then, and a strong wind could blow me over. I felt like I could die in the forest at any moment."

"Then a rabbit crashed to its death right in front of me, and he came while I was roasting it. He stole my meat. Later, he hunted for me, and he rode me to Zero Prison, all the way through the entire primeval forest. I wouldn't have made it this far without him. Back then, I was a penniless good-for-nothing. Tell me, what did he want?"

Now it was Chi Heng's turn to shut up. He knew Ye Tang had double F-level mental strength, but he didn't know that Ye Tang had been thrown out of her home.

He imagined a scene—a thin, frail female, unable even to transform into her animal form, stumbling alone through a pitch-black forest; then a large, silver-gray wolf steals her only food, leaving her trembling under a tree in fear; then the wolf returns, carrying a rabbit, lowering its proud head, and lets her ride on its back, escorting her all the way to the prison gate.

Chi Heng's eyes suddenly reddened. He sniffed, his voice still trembling with a sob he hadn't had time to suppress: "Waaah, little warden, you're so pitiful..." Tears streamed down his face, completely forgetting that he was exposing You Lie's secrets.

Chi Heng's style when he cries and when he fights is the same—unreserved and powerful.

Tears fell like beads from a broken string, her nose was red, her bright red eyes were filled with water, and her eyelashes were wet and clumped together.

He cried so hard, his shoulders shaking, his voice broken and intermittent, but every word came from the bottom of his heart: "Waaah... Don't be sad... They don't want you, but I do..."

The look of disgust on Ye Tang's face froze for a moment.

"From now on, I'll protect you! Anyone who bullies you, I'll burn them down! Those bastards from the Ye family, I'll burn their gate down tomorrow! Waaaaah..."

Chi Heng cried harder and harder, and became more and more excited as he spoke. He talked about protecting her all the way to burning down the gate of the Ye family, and then about having his father issue a declaration of war to the Ye family. The plot he imagined had developed to the point where the Suzaku clan and the Ye family were at war.

Ye Tang stood in the yard, still clutching the plastic watering can in her hand, listening to Chi Heng's increasingly outrageous revenge plan, her lips twitching from a slight twitch to a noticeable one.

Is she really that pitiful? Yes, she was thrown out by the bastards, but isn't she doing just fine now? She has millions of star coins in her account, lives in a detached villa, has a majestic big dog that she can pet every day, and the Empire's top combatants are lining up to send her money.

Her standard of living is already several levels higher than when she was a 996 working slave in her previous life. How come in Chi Heng's words, she's become a pitiful little cabbage?

"That's enough!" Ye Tang couldn't take it anymore. She bent down, grabbed Chi Heng by the collar, and yanked him up from the ground. Chi Heng hiccuped as she pulled him, tears still on his face, but his expression changed from sadness to confusion. "I'm not pitiful! I have a house, a car, no, I have a house, a dog, and savings. What are you crying for!"

Chi Heng blinked, tears still clinging to his eyelashes. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, realizing it was indeed true. But the next second, he pouted, "But you were so small back then, and you were so scared in the forest..."

"I wasn't scared!" Ye Tang felt the veins on her forehead throbbing. "I was thinking about how to roast a rabbit!"

Chi Heng shrank back at her shout. Just then, a deep mental energy wave silently swept across the courtyard, carrying the coldness and unquestionable majesty unique to Canglang, Youlie's mental energy transmission.

"Don't go near her."

Chi Heng's tears stopped instantly. The speed of his change of expression amazed Ye Tang. His eyes were still red and the tear stains hadn't dried yet, but his gaze had already switched from pitiful to fighting mode.

He turned his head, his crimson eyes staring straight at You Lie, and raised his chin: "You don't get to decide! I have my own rhythm!"

The Shadow Hunter let out a low, threatening growl and took a step forward with its front paws. Red Heng took a step forward without flinching, and the air between the man and the wolf became as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, with two completely different mental energy fields colliding and pressing silently.

Ye Tang looked around. On one side was a large silver-gray dog, and on the other side was a large red-feathered bird, now facing off like elementary school students in her yard.

She didn't know what they were doing. Chi Heng suddenly stopped crying, and You Lie suddenly growled. The two of them just stared at each other, their eyes exchanging something she couldn't see.

"You two, if you want to fight, go outside. Don't step on my garlic sprouts." She picked up the kettle and turned to walk towards the kitchen. After a few steps, she turned back and added, "I'm going to cook for Jingyao and the others. If either of you steps on my floor again, there will be no meat for dinner tonight."

Chi Heng immediately jumped back two steps, leaving the vegetable patch area. You Lie retracted its front paws, lay down again, resting its chin on its crossed front paws, and resumed its quiet and obedient appearance.