Chapter 93: Don’t Panic, I Have a Wealth of Rearing Experience

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Don’t Panic, I Have a Wealth of Rearing Experience

Mao Qiu stood on her tiptoes like a frightened rabbit, nervously raising a hand to wave at Feng Si. She watched Feng Si’s small figure standing among a group of tall male beasts, feeling both hopeful and worried.

’Will she be captured too?’ They were surrounded by barbaric, unreasonable, and powerful Beihuang Warriors; no one in Nantong City could possibly defy them.

And then there was their Young Master...

Feng Si walked over to Mao Yang and beckoned to her. "Come here. Are you hurt?"

Seeing Feng Si, Mao Qiu’s heart warmed. Crying uncontrollably, she squeezed her way out of the huddle of sub-females but stopped a meter away from Feng Si.

Through her tears, she shook her head at Feng Si, her expression clearly saying, ’You should go! I don’t want to drag you into this.’

Feng Si looked at Mao Yang. "Mao Yang, take Mao Qiu and go back first."

Mao Hua was sobbing her heart out, scared to tears by a situation more terrifying than anything she had ever experienced.

After feeling so isolated and helpless for so long, someone was finally standing up for her. She could no longer be bothered with dreams of a Special-level Male Beast.

Mao Yang immediately turned and jogged over, pulling Mao Qiu along in an attempt to escape. Seeing their chance, the other sub-females quickly fell in line behind Mao Yang, all making a break for the main entrance.

"Stop."

A male beast’s deep, resonant voice echoed through the banquet hall. "Do you think this is a place you can come and go as you please?"

Feng Si turned around and was met by a pair of emotionless, ice-blue eyes, reminiscent of a hurricane raging through the wilderness in the cold season.

From across the cooking counter, Tiger Flame tilted his chin up slightly, looking down at Feng Si with contempt.

"You have a point." Feng Si nodded as if in sudden realization. "We should have said something, seeing as this place is temporarily being used to host you."

’They might be savage Beastmen, but does that mean I have to be an uncivilized beast too?’

’No. We must be polite.’

The next second, Feng Si spoke with seemingly great sincerity, "Pardon us, we’ve disturbed your meal. Please be magnanimous and don’t mind us. We’ll leave at once. Please, enjoy your food."

The onlookers were speechless. "..."

They couldn’t wrap their heads around it. The sub-female who had just dared to stop the Young Master was backing down this easily?

Tiger Flame watched the black-haired sub-female playing dumb, let out a short laugh, and then said coldly, "Stop them. No one leaves this place without my command."

The sub-females who had made it halfway were immediately herded back to where they started.

"Hey. If you want to take them, fine. I’ll give you two choices. Either you take that female’s place and make a meal that satisfies all the Beihuang Warriors, or you stay behind, put on a collar, and become my slave." Tiger Flame’s voice was dripping with malice.

As the Young Master’s grim words fell, an attendant by his side pulled an iron chain as thick as a finger from his waist and tossed it at Feng Si’s feet.

Mao Yang looked at the chain, trembled, and shrank back into the crowd.

’She would never dream of a Special-level Male Beast again. The Young Master of the Northern Wilderness was a madman! How dare he threaten a female!’

’A slave?’

’I curse him to go completely mad and never find an Advanced Female in his entire life!’

Mao Yang peeked at Feng Si. ’This mess is my fault, but now it’s all been pushed onto Feng Si, a sub-female. Tiger Flame didn’t even care that I’m a female; the beasts of the Northern Wilderness will be even more ruthless to a sub-female.’

’She might even be subjected to unimaginable torture...’

At that moment, Mao Yang became just like all the other sub-females there, filled with worry for Feng Si.

The cold chain lay by her feet, and she could feel its bone-deep chill through her soft leather and fur-lined boots. Yet Feng Si’s expression remained unchanged; she didn’t even glance at the menacing iron chain.

She raised her head, looked directly into Tiger Flame’s cold, ice-blue eyes, and said lightly, "Fine. I choose the first option. When the time comes, I hope you’ll keep your promise and let us leave safely."

The moment she finished speaking, the previously quiet Beihuang Warriors couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

"HAHAHA—Brothers, did you hear that? This sub-female actually chose to cook!"

"How stupid. Between cooking and becoming a slave, she chose to cook first, then become a slave."

"Are all sub-females this clueless about their own limitations? What an absolute moron. How dare she agree to make a meal that all of us would find delicious?"

"Hey, hey, hey, I’m not some beast bandit from the forest who drinks blood and eats raw flesh! You’ve got some nerve!"

Tiger Flame scoffed. His ice-blue eyes glanced at the sub-female’s slender, pale neck. ’It would look perfect with a collar on it.’

"You’ve got a lot of nerve... but you’ve picked the wrong place to show it..."

He deliberately drew out his last words, his posture that of someone clearly enjoying the show.

Shi Li, standing at the forefront of the Beastmen, puffed out his chest.

’I watched Xiao Si’s streams every day, so why didn’t I ever think of bringing her along as our cook?’

’The Young Master really thinks of everything.’

His face was full of arrogance. "For a sub-female like you, getting the chance to cook for us, even if you become a slave in the end, is the greatest honor of your life."

"Our time is precious. You have until noon to prepare the food. Otherwise, you lose." The leader of the White Bear contingent, taking a cue from the Young Master, added a time limit.

The surrounding male beast warriors watched with contempt, completely dismissing the sub-female.

Someone glanced toward the group of sub-females. ’What a shame. If one of those three females had come out, this bet would be much more interesting.’

’A sub-female? There’s no fun in that.’

The sub-females behind Feng Si flinched under the malicious gazes, huddling closer together, afraid of drawing attention.

Mao Qiu and Mao Hua, though their eyes were filled with fear, bravely stepped out from the crowd to stand by Feng Si’s side.

Mao Hua said through her tears, "I’m sorry... I didn’t know they were so unreasonable. I rushed to get you to save my sister, and now none of us can leave."

Mao Qiu looked at Feng Si and said, "There are over two thousand Beastmen here. Why don’t you... just forget about us? Let Yang Wen take you back."

Yang Wen? He was long gone.

He probably wasn’t even in the hall anymore. Knowing Yang Wen’s tendency to avoid trouble, he must have secretly led his team away right after dropping her off.

’It’s better to rely on yourself than on others.’ That saying really is true, no matter where you are.

Feng Si glanced around, a slight smile playing on her lips. "It’s fine. I have extensive experience with feeding."

’Back home, I used to help my third grand-uncle feed his several thousand chickens. I’ve got plenty of experience.’

Besides—

’If the Young Master of the Northern Wilderness had made any other demand, she would have backed down immediately. Her safety and the safety of the young came first; she wasn’t the type to overestimate her abilities.’

But to demand she cook... even Feng Si had to marvel at their audacity.

’So overconfident!’

’Since the Beastmen here are so arrogant, do they really dare to eat food prepared by a cook they’ve just so condescendingly offended?’

The smile at the corners of Feng Si’s mouth deepened.

’Not bad. Go on, bite by bite, slowly savor the delicacies I’ve personally prepared just for you.’