Chapter 91: Don’t Be Afraid, Learn from Feng Si

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Don’t Be Afraid, Learn from Feng Si

Building 18, East District.

Mao Yang brought her servants to the Nantong City embassy, intending to make the warriors guarding the street withdraw. At the same time, she hoped to seize the opportunity to meet the Young Master Beihuang and, ideally, pique his interest.

However, the Beastman Warriors from the Northern Wilderness guarding the entrance weren’t exactly thrilled or welcoming when they saw her.

"What’s a female from the Southern Wilderness like you doing in a place full of male beasts?" one of the hyena warriors asked, stretching out an arm to block Mao Yang as she tried to barge in.

"You’re well aware this is the Southern Wilderness. Recall all the Northern Wilderness Beastman Warriors from the streets immediately." Blocked by the Beastman from the Northern Wilderness, Mao Yang scoffed, her nose in the air.

"HAHAHA..." The four hyena Beastmen guarding the main gate burst out laughing. They looked down at the petite female before them, their eyes filled with scorn.

"Oh, a low-level female has spoken. We’d better listen."

"Haha, and what if we don’t? Are her male beast suitors going to beat us up?"

"Beat us up? I wish those grass-eating Beastmen would try. It’s been a while since I’ve tasted Beastman blood."

"You’re done for, man. Offend a female, and you get put on the mating blacklist. But wait, we’re male beasts from the Beihuang Continent." The four of them bantered back and forth. Having never been spoken to so coldly in her life, Mao Yang was furious.

Her plans for the Young Master Beihuang were now shoved to the back of her mind. Her eyes reddened. "You’ve gone too far! I want to see your Young Master Beihuang!" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

The hyena Beastmen shared a lewd grin. They moved the hands blocking the female’s path and said, "A female offering herself up on a silver platter? Who are we to refuse? The Young Master is in the second-floor dining hall right now."

The Northern Wilderness contingent wasn’t on vacation; they were in the middle of a long journey.

Shi Li had harbored some selfish thoughts and arranged a few perks for himself.

They had rested overnight, sending men to find out where to get pickled cabbage. This morning, they dispatched people in waves to quickly purchase food for the journey... with the main priority being to snap up all the pickled cabbage.

And so, the schedule was incredibly tight. They would restock on supplies early in the morning, wait for the contingent to finish breakfast, and after a brief reorganization, the group would leave the city and continue south toward Pantian City.

The second floor housed a massive banquet hall, bustling with activity. Most of the high-powered Beihuang Warriors were inside enjoying breakfast, while the less powerful ones were outside organizing their gear.

Surrounded by a throng of White Bears and hyenas, Tiger Flame sat at the head of the banquet hall. As a result, though the hall was lively, it wasn’t raucous.

Mao Yang entered with reddened eyes. The sight of the hall packed with burly men and the overwhelming, savage aura of the male beasts hit her full-force, causing her to hesitate for a moment.

The male beasts in the hall were seated at separate tables, each accommodating ten people. The tables were arranged in neat rows, and to reach the head table at the far end, she would have to walk right through the middle of them all.

Mao Yang glanced toward the end of the banquet hall, her fingers digging so tightly into her palms that they ached. The pain rekindled her ambition.

’Think of Feng Si,’ she thought. ’Be bold, and you could become a sub-female worth billions. Be timid, and you’ll lose your life.’

She sucked in her stomach, lifted her head, and marched forward with an imposing air, her two sub-female servants in tow. Under the gazes of all the male beasts, she strode toward the front.

Tiger Flame was seated alone at his table, a line of tall attendants standing behind him. At a separate table nearby sat two brightly dressed females.

He was strikingly handsome. Despite the cold season, he wore only a thin, loose-fitting silver sweater. The relaxed lines of his full pectoral muscles were faintly visible beneath the fabric, hinting at the explosive power they contained.

He ate with great elegance. Even as a lone female like Mao Yang suddenly appeared in the banquet hall, the only sounds were the clinking of knives and forks.

To make a pack of incredibly arrogant male beasts voluntarily sheathe their fangs, his power was clear. Only a powerful, Special Level expert could so easily suppress this group of savage male beasts who respected nothing but strength.

Tiger Flame was in his second year of adulthood, and his Original Value was still stable within the safe range. He had not yet taken a fancy to any female.

Thus, he disliked females getting too close, but given his status, they always tried to flock to him.

SWISH! An attendant behind him stepped forward, and the long bone knife he extended stopped just centimeters from the face of a black-haired female who had approached. Feeling the cold wind from the Bone Knife on her skin, the female was so frightened she fell to the ground.

Mao Yang was a 25-year-old female. Coincidentally, the black-haired female who had fallen to the ground was an acquaintance of hers.

Mao Qingqing. She had come of age three years before Mao Yang and also had no male beast partner. Since neither of them was a newly-matured female, they didn’t have to go to Pantian City for the coming-of-age ceremony, even without a partner.

Seeing Mao Qingqing on the ground, crying a river of tears, while Tiger Flame didn’t even spare her a glance, Mao Yang rushed forward.

"Qingqing!" she cried out.

Every Beastman in the banquet hall twisted around to look, their gazes locking onto the source of the voice.

Mao Yang stepped forward like a righteous female angered by injustice, positioning herself in front of the weeping Mao Qingqing and glaring at the Northern Wilderness’s Young Master, Tiger Flame.

"You’re a male beast, yet you order your attendants to treat a delicate female this way! Is it just because you’re in the Southern Wilderness? If word of this got back to the Northern Wilderness and the females there saw how cold-blooded you are, how disappointed would they be!"

Mao Yang’s wide eyes shone with defiance in the face of power. Her voice trembled with a hint of fear, but she kept her head held high, looking stubborn yet beautiful.

The Northern Wilderness male beasts stared, dumbfounded. The sounds of eating in the banquet hall died away. Every male beast sized up Mao Yang with astonishment. ’Where did this female suddenly come from?’

Tiger Flame looked up, his ice-blue eyes glancing at Mao Yang before turning to Mao Lin, the diplomatic Steward from Nantong City sitting at the next table. "What are the females of your Nantong City trying to do?"

"N-No... I didn’t ask her to come! Young Master, I am only here on behalf of Nantong City to properly host you. Qingqing is my assistant, but that female who rushed out has nothing to do with me!" Mao Lin said immediately.

"Or do you all just think I’m too good-natured?" Tiger Flame sneered.

Nantong City had sent people, which he treated as them keeping an eye on his contingent. Regardless of their gender, he felt he had to give some face to Chi Jie, the Southern Wilderness Beast King.

"Your temper is atrocious! Don’t tell me you didn’t know your men smashed into the shopping center and looted all the food from Si Shi! In the end, you’re just using your status as Young Master to do whatever you want here."

Tiger Flame had only glanced at her once so far. Mao Yang gritted her teeth and had no choice but to press on:

"So far, only females have been allowed in here. You’re the one who ordered the warriors not to let anyone else in! Qingqing fell down and is crying, yet you can just sit there and eat, completely unmoved. You have no class, you’re a tyrant! You’ve gone too far!"

"Mao Yang, stop talking!" Mao Lin came over, trying to pull her away.