Warden of the Beast World: Everyone is a Hakimi

Ling Shou has been home for half a month. In these half a month, he has scolded the cook of the old house of the Sky Falcon Clan no less than dozens of times. Boiled meat with coarse salt, which he had never thought was a problem for so many years, now tastes like wax in his mouth.

He tossed and turned on the perch at night, unable to fall asleep. The perch was covered with the downy feather mat he had slept on since he was a child, but he still felt uncomfortable somewhere.

Before his mother, Linglan, left, she invited Yetang to visit the Tianling Falcon Clan. He said, "Who wants her to come?" but secretly he was counting down the days. She didn't come on the first day, she didn't come on the second day, and half a month had passed without her coming. It seemed that the little bean sprout really didn't miss him at all.

Ling Shou couldn't sit still any longer. He transformed into his beast form and took off from the rooftop of the old house. His silver-gray wings sliced ​​through the clouds as he flew rapidly toward Prison Zero. He told himself that this was just a routine return visit. He had lived here for a while after his release, so it was only natural for him to come back and check on things.

When he landed in the residential area, Ye Tang and Chi Heng were having lunch under an old tree in the yard. Chi Heng had been doting on Ye Tang lately, even sitting next to her while eating, and would occasionally put a piece of roasted meat to her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Ling Shou felt inexplicably irritated. He strode over and sat down next to Chi Heng without saying a word. He picked up the knife and fork in front of Chi Heng and took the steak that Chi Heng had just cut but hadn't yet put in his mouth from his plate.

"Free-range chicken! Don't you have any manners?" Chi Heng was furious. He had been outwitting You Lie every day in Zero Prison. He had finally managed to survive until the scheming wolf returned to the Northern Territory and he monopolized Ye Tang's affections. Now, another flat-feathered chicken had appeared and was trying to steal his food.

Ling Shou didn't even glance at him, directly opening his personal terminal and transferring money to Ye Tang's account, his tone still arrogantly infuriating: "This young master is here for dinner, is that alright?"

Ye Tang glanced down at the transfer notification that popped up on her personal terminal, and her eyes lit up instantly. Although her account contained all of You Lie's family fortune, the dowry from the Vermilion Bird Clan, and tens of millions she had earned herself, making her net worth well over a hundred million, who would complain about having too much money?

"Yes, absolutely. Young Master Ling Shou, please take a seat." She patted the stone bench beside her, her smile radiant.

Ling Shou sat down next to Ye Tang, finally getting a decent meal. The honey-glazed roasted chicken leg burst with juice when he bit into it, the charcoal-grilled lamb chops were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the rich filling of the chocolate lava cake melted on his tongue. After taking nutritional supplements for half a month, his taste buds cheered, and his appetite was fully restored.

Chi Heng watched as Ling Shou devoured plate after plate like a whirlwind, and silently sped up his eating. The two of them were fighting over the food, acting as if they hadn't had a full meal in three lifetimes.

"Free-range chicken, are you having a famine at home?" Ye Tang couldn't help but ask, watching the food disappearing from the table so quickly. Half a month ago, she had told Ling Lan that if she didn't like the nutritional supplements, she could come to Zero Prison, and she would provide meals.

"Hiccup... Little bean sprout, you call me young master when you receive money, but when the money arrives, you're just a free-range chicken?" Ling Shou swallowed the last bite of his steak. He had been so hungry for the past two weeks that he was almost sick of taking nutritional supplements. He finally came back to have a decent meal, only to be treated with two-faced politeness by this little money-grubber.

"Is there any more?" Ling Shou said defiantly, but his stomach rumbled again.

"Yes, you'll be stuffed." Ye Tang got up and went back to the kitchen to get more ingredients.

Just then, the call bell rang from the direction of the observation area. Ye Tang put down the mutton in her hand and ran towards the observation area, her apron still tied around her waist and her hands still covered in the seasoning powder from the marinating meat.

She pushed open the security door to Observation Zone No. 5. Qi Xuan was lying on the soft mat, his two front paws hugging his sunken belly, his pair of icy blue vertical pupils looking pitifully at the doorway.

Seeing her come in, the little dragon's eyes lit up: "Sister, I'm hungry, I want food..." He gently patted his shriveled belly with his little paws.

"Sister will feed you now." Ye Tang took out the bottle of automatically replenished beast milk from the spatial item shop and opened the security door.

Qi Xuan climbed up her arm, tilted his head back, and sucked on the pacifier, quickly finishing the whole bottle. He burped and was about to snuggle into Ye Tang's shoulder when his nose twitched, catching a whiff of the lingering scent of smoke on Ye Tang.

It has the unique aroma of charcoal-grilled meat, the spice flavor of cumin and chili powder, and a hint of the sweetness of the oil as it is rendered out by the high temperature.

He straightened up, his little horns trembling slightly, tilted his head, his vertical pupils full of expectation, and gently tugged at Ye Tang's collar with his little paws: "Sister, I'm hungry, eat meat..."

Ye Tang looked down at the miniature dragon and agreed without hesitation. "Alright, I'll take you out for some meat. But you have to be good, okay? Don't run around or bite anyone, or I won't take you out again."

"Mmm. Be good, Qi Xuan, listen to your sister." Qi Xuan nodded her little head vigorously, the tip of her tail curling happily into a small curl.

When Ye Tang carried Qi Xuan out of the observation area corridor, the two birds in the yard were both stunned. Qi Xuan, in his cub form, nestled in Ye Tang's arms, his ice-blue tail drooping from her arm, the tip curling up comfortably. His four little paws rested obediently on her chest, his head resting on her shoulder, his icy, glassy vertical pupils curiously observing the two unfamiliar male beasts in the yard.

"Who is this? Is the military now putting even such a tiny cub into Prison Zero?" Ling Shou put down his fork, thinking that he hadn't been here for half a month, and Little Sprout had gained a new favorite.

"You're so stupid, you free-range chicken." Chi Heng rolled his eyes. He still vividly remembered the painful experience of having his hair pulled out last night. Looking at Qi Xuan lying obediently in Ye Tang's arms, he couldn't help but touch his still throbbing scalp.

"Little Firebird, where have you gone?" Ling Shou retorted irritably.

"He is Qi Xuan."

"Qi Xuan? That Qi Xuan? The war god who fought three against one in the Abyss Sea Battle?" Ling Shou's pupils suddenly contracted. The name Qi Xuan was a legend written into the textbooks of the Imperial Military. He was the patriarch of the Flood Dragon Clan, the strongest existing force in the Empire, and a peak SS-level cultivator with over five hundred years of cultivation.

The little one nestled in Ye Tang's arms, calling for her sister out of hunger, was actually the legendary God of War. He had grown up watching his battles, and seeing the miniature version of the real person now had deeply shocked him.

But what shocked him even more was something else: Qi Xuan's spiritual power had been corrupted by the Fallen Beasts three years ago. The berserk state caused by the Fallen Beasts was irreversible, a conclusion reached by the Imperial Research Institute after thousands of years of research.

Even Dean Anning was helpless against the complete berserk state, yet Little Sprout managed to calm it down? He recalled how she used a net to catch Cangming, used cake to appease Chiheng, and even used catnip to bring their breakdown levels below the safe threshold. Now, she could even cure complete berserk states. Just how many other abilities did this Little Sprout possess that he didn't know about?

At the same time, he keenly sensed the aura emanating from Chi Heng; the firebird had also broken through to SS-level. Chi Heng had entered Prison Zero at S+ level, and now they were on completely different levels.

A complex emotion flashed in Ling Shou's eagle eyes. He should have stayed here too. But it's not too late now. Little Sprout is so weak, and she's carrying an SS-level cub that could rebel at any moment. She needs protection.

He is the young patriarch of the Skyfeather Falcon Clan, and protecting the weak females of the empire is his inescapable responsibility. Moreover, he has paid for his meals, so his reason is legitimate and the paperwork is complete. He will not leave today.

"Sister, I'm hungry..." Qi Xuan nuzzled Ye Tang's chin with his head, pointing with his little paws at the sizzling grilled meat on the table. His vertical pupils were only focused on Ye Tang and the meat, completely oblivious to the complex inner thoughts of the two male beasts beside him.

"Paint the old cucumber green," Chi Heng muttered under his breath.

"A man several hundred years old calling a minor female 'older sister' has a face thicker than dragon scales." Ling Shou rarely sided with Chi Heng.

But despite their complaints, their respect for Qi Xuan, the war god who had protected the empire for hundreds of years, was genuine. He was just a cub who had lost his memory, so there was no need to be angry.

"Little Qi Xuan, be good, big sister will feed you." Ye Tang sat down on the stone bench with Qi Xuan in her arms and used a small knife to cut the roasted meat into thin slices the size of a fingernail. Qi Xuan opened his mouth to take the meat slices and chewed them in small bites, his tail curling into a small curl.

He pointed to the roasted chicken leg next to him, then to the honey-glazed ribs, and then to the chocolate lava cake. For each item he pointed to, Ye Tang cut a small piece and put it to his mouth.

Chi Heng watched Qi Xuan being fed piece by piece in Ye Tang's arms, and remembered that he had never enjoyed such treatment when he ate at Ye Tang's place.

After he transformed into human form, he always took care of himself and provided for himself. Occasionally, when he would whine and ask Ye Tang to pick up some food for him, he would be warned with a look by the scheming wolf You Lie. He took a big bite of the lamb chop on his plate, chewing the bone fiercely, making a series of crunching sounds.