Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 395 – The Pre-selected Daughter-in-law

The air fell silent instantly.

Only the howling of the mountain wind remained, like someone sobbing in the distance.

Long Yi’s mouth hung wide open, unable to close for a long time.

Though he was a rough man, he understood exactly what this meant.

Bone extraction and bone replacement.

That was giving one’s own life to prolong another’s!

“She gave you her bones, so what about her…” Long Yi’s voice trembled.

“When I woke up, she was gone. Wu’er said she hid Ning Shuang in the Dragon Ancestral Land…” Long Yan clutched his hair in agony, unable to continue.

In his heart, that version of the truth was what had happened.

Ning Shuang had sacrificed everything for him. So this life of his wasn’t his own—it was given by Ning Shuang.

He had to grow stronger, strong enough to overturn the entire Dragon Clan, before he could be worthy of honoring that heavy, profound love.

Smack.

A large hand landed heavily on Long Yan’s back.

Long Yi’s eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down through his thick beard.

He sniffed hard, his voice booming like a bell:

“Good! Well done!”

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“Son, this daughter-in-law—your old man acknowledges her!”

Long Yi stood up and threw a fierce punch at the sky, as if trying to shatter the oppressive atmosphere entirely.

“This is the kind of wife our family should have! Loyal and righteous! A thousand times better than that damned Long Yanran!”

“Don’t you grieve,” Long Yi declared loudly. “Since this girl gave you her bones, it means you’re in her heart. We have Azurewood City now, and we have that Lei Li’s resources. As long as she’s not dead—even if she’s barely breathing—your old man will go with you to find her! Even if she becomes a cripple, our family will take care of her for the rest of her life!”

Long Yan raised his head, looking at his father’s rugged yet sincere face, a warm current surging through his heart.

“Dad… thank you.”

Long Teng, watching the father and son from the side, had a complicated look in his eyes.

He thought of Long Wu, of the wife who had likewise thrown caution to the wind for love.

How was it that every man in the Long family was such a hopeless romantic?

But then…

Long Teng furrowed his brow.

Long Yan said Wu’er had hidden Ning Shuang in the Ancestral Land, but in recent years Wu’er had barely left Border Dragon City, let alone taken anyone to the Ancestral Land. It was likely that Wu’er had deliberately lied to comfort the young Long Yan.

Still, Long Teng kept his mouth shut. Some things were better left as a glimmer of hope—who knew, maybe Ning Shuang really was in the Ancestral Land.

Long Yi’s eyes gleamed with a wild light. “Once we’ve knocked those old bastards in the Dragon Emperor Hall flat, I’ll personally take you to drag that bitch Long Yanran back here, so you can vent this anger right in her face!”

“As for that girl Ning Shuang…”

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Long Yi paused, his tone resolute: “As long as she’s still in this world, even if we have to scour the entire Dragon Spirit Continent, we’ll find her! And when we do, your old man will throw you the most magnificent wedding!”

Long Yan nodded firmly, the sorrow in his eyes transforming into two blazing flames.

“Yeah!”

He looked toward Azurewood City.

For some reason, that Lady Lei Li’s presence always gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

Especially that commanding tone of hers—it reminded him exactly of the Ning Shuang who, despite having no power back then, had always kept him firmly in her grasp.

Perhaps that was just what powerful people had in common.

…

Azurewood City, the luxurious bathroom at the top of the City Lord’s mansion.

“Ah-choo!”

Lin Fan, soaking in a bathtub filled with life energy while holding an ice-cold cola, sneezed loudly without any warning.

“Who’s talking about me?”

Lin Fan rubbed her nose and muttered in confusion.

Yuzuru, who was massaging her shoulders, immediately tensed up: “Milady, is the water temperature off? Or did the energy dispersion earlier take too much out of you and your body hasn’t recovered yet?”

“It’s nothing.” Lin Fan waved a hand and leaned back comfortably. “Probably some sucker getting ready to hand me money.”

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She gazed at the buildings rising from the ground outside the window, a meaningful smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Those three free top-tier enforcers should have their emotions properly stewed by now, right?

As long as their hatred was maxed out, even the hardest-working draft animals couldn’t outdo them.

“Yuzuru, go check on how Long Yan and the others are doing.” Lin Fan swirled the bottle in her hand, the soda inside fizzing with bubbles. “If they’re done crying, tell them to get back to work. We don’t keep idle hands around.”

“Yes, Milady.” Yuzuru replied obediently.

Lin Fan squinted, savoring the moment of peace.

What she didn’t know, of course, was that dozens of kilometers away in the Mist Forest, her “cheap father-in-law” Long Yi had already unilaterally declared her the Long family’s “fine future daughter-in-law.”

Having pulled themselves together, the three men no longer carried the dejection in their eyes.

Though grief still lurked deep in Long Teng’s gaze, that suicidal despair had been replaced by the flames of vengeance.

Since they’d decided to fight the old bastards of the Dragon Emperor Hall to the bitter end, they needed to build their strength properly.

“Let’s go. Back to Azurewood City.”

Long Yi took the lead, his Rank 8 Powerhouse aura completely concealed. The camo tank top he’d somehow acquired hung on him in a way that gave off an unmistakable Schwarzenegger vibe.

Three streaks of light tore across the sky, and before long, Azurewood City’s towering silhouette appeared on the horizon.

Compared to half a month ago, Azurewood City had transformed at a breathtaking pace.

Beyond the original rough stone walls, a ring of defensive towers gleamed with metallic luster, and massive searchlights radiated authority even in broad daylight.

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At the city gate, a crowd bustled.

Standing guard was none other than Long Yan, the former commander of Border Dragon City who had arrived the day before with the refugee convoy.

The man now wore a custom suit of black alloy armor with a walkie-talkie clipped to his belt, scowling as he berated a few lazy guards.

When he looked up and spotted three figures descending in the distance, a burst of light exploded from Long Yan’s single eye.

“City… City Lord?!”

Forgetting all pretense of dignity, Long Yan shoved through the crowd and stumbled forward.

He’d grieved for a long time when he’d heard of Long Teng’s death. Though he’d witnessed Long Teng alive with his own eyes during the Battle of Border Dragon City, seeing the living, breathing Long Teng standing before him still made this hardened man’s eyes redden.

“Your subordinate Long Yan, paying respects to the City Lord!”

Long Yan dropped to one knee, the impact cracking against the concrete pavement. “Seeing you safe, my lord, puts my mind at ease! It’s just a pity that… Lady Xiao Wu, she…”

At the mention of Long Wu, Long Teng’s mouth twitched, and the steeled resolve in his heart softened just a little.

He waved his hand and helped Long Yan to his feet. “Rise. There’s no need to dwell on the past. As for Wu’er… that is a debt I will settle personally with the Council of Elders.”

“Yes!” Long Yan nodded heavily, then turned to Long Yi and Long Yan beside him, bowing respectfully. “Greetings, my lord. Greetings, Young Master Long Yan.”

That address of “my lord” made Long Yi feel thoroughly pleased. Though he didn’t place much stock in such empty titles, standing before his son, he still had his share of vanity.

“Enough, don’t just stand there like door gods.” Long Yi waved his hand grandly, with the air of a gracious host. “Come, let me show you around. This Azurewood City is far more interesting than that run-down Border Dragon City of yours, Long Teng.”