The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day Chapter 367 - 287: Where Did the Rat Come From? (2)

Jago’s handso face turned red in an instant, his eating halted, and he mumbled quietly: "How can I compare to others? Caleb Manning is an Ancient Divine Beast, the White Tiger, at a level eight power. He’s not inferior to any of the master’s beast husbands even a bit. I’m just an ordinary Spotted Leopard, with only level five strength."

Although his face was indeed good-looking, he was well aware of his own worth.

Caelan Phoenix still wanted to say sothing.

But was glared back by Lian Phoenix who was eating beside him: "Old fellow, you can’t keep your mouth shut even while eating. We should talk less about the master’s affairs."

Caelan Phoenix sheepishly closed his mouth, lowering his head to poke at the pieces of at in his bowl.

Taking advantage, Jago inched away, fearing that the Old Phoenix might bring up sothing else.

Inside the room, Luna Sutton looked towards Caleb Manning: "When catching wild sheep and cattle tomorrow, rember to choose the females."

Caleb Manning paused with his chopsticks, his golden eyes reflecting the firelight: "For milk?"

"Smart."

She smiled, ladling a spoonful of mushroom soup into her own bowl, took a sip, and continued. "Also bring back the calves. Once they’ve grown, they can plow the fields."

Caleb Manning nodded and continued eating.

Kael suddenly darted out from under the table, taking away the last piece of rabbit at from his bowl.

Which made Malachi Arcanus laugh: "The little wolf pup is getting bold!"

Corbin Crowley’s lips slightly curved; no doubt it was his offspring, truly bold.

He casually picked up another piece of rabbit at and tossed it into Kael’s bowl. The little wolf pup imdiately wagged its tail happily and buried its head in eating.

As for Kael taking the rabbit at from Caleb Manning’s bowl, he didn’t mind at all.

In the beast world, strength reigns supre, and food resources are mainly seized. Being too timid will only lead to starvation.

Civilization simply doesn’t work in this world.

Rhys Blackwood glanced over, comnting blandly: "You do pamper it."

Corbin Crowley raised an eyebrow, indifferent: "This isn’t pampering, it’s teaching it the way to survive."

He lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, and Kael, Kael Shadowend, and Frey imdiately perked up their ears, "In the wilderness, hesitation only leads to death."

Hearing the two speak, Luna Sutton swallowed back the words she was going to use to scold Kael.

She lowered her eyes, recalling how, in her past life during the apocalypse, food resources were scarce, and everything depended on grabbing; not grabbing would only lead to starvation.

Though the beast world had abundant resources and food, it was still backward and dangerous.

Being too timid and backward was indeed not a good thing.

However, under the condition of sufficient food, taking the at from Caleb Manning’s bowl like this wasn’t very good.

She looked at Caleb Manning, about to say sothing.

But saw Caleb Manning put down his chopsticks, reaching out to rub Kael’s head, his usually stern brows and eyes softening: "It’s fine, there’s still more in my bowl."

Saying that, he stood up and filled a bowl with rabbit at, placing two pieces each in front of Kael, Kael Shadowend, Frey, and all eight snake pups.

Seeing this, a trace of warmth erged in Luna Sutton’s eyes.

She clamped a few pieces of spicy rabbit at and stewed venison into Caleb Manning’s bowl, saying, "There’s more in the pot, get more yourself if it’s not enough."

Caleb Manning’s golden eyes flickered in the firelight, giving a low response.

Suddenly, Corbin Crowley placed his earthen bowl down heavily: "I’m full."

His silver eyes swept over the mountain of food in Caleb Manning’s bowl, and he overturned a wooden stool as he stood up.

Rhys Blackwood silently wrapped his snake tail around the fallen stool, his cold face showing no emotion.

Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, Malachi Arcanus, and Soren Phoenix all had flashes of emotion in their eyes.

......

anwhile, three Dragon Clan Hidden Guards were quietly concealed within the clouds above Sky-mist Canyon, overlooking the tall and imposing city walls and the structures under construction below, all with an expression of amazent.

They were the Dragon Clan Hidden Guards secretly sent by Horace Valerius to investigate.

The leading Hidden Guard, Umbra, frowned as he stared downwards.

Those square houses were neatly arranged, seemingly built with so kind of special earth blocks, and the rooftops covered neatly with tiles.

Under the moonlight, they emitted a strange cold light, completely different from any stone house he had seen before.

Though they looked very peculiar, they were quite exquisite.

"Those walls... aren’t stacked stone."

Another Hidden Guard, Strix, also hidden in the clouds, squinted his eyes: "It seems like they’re cut into whole blocks, yet you can’t discern the material. Really strange."

How could The Lower Domain have such techniques? Not even Aetheria has them.

The youngest Hidden Guard, Corvus, suddenly pointed towards the slting area: "Look over there!"

In the southeast corner of The Wolf Tribe, flas soared into the sky, dozens of Beastn were busy around a strange furnace.

Surrounding it was a tall wall covered in thorny vines and sharp fragnts, impossible to stand on.

The three Hidden Guards saw Beastn continuously adding black stones to the furnace.

Soone was pulling bellows, and molten iron gushed out from the bottom of the furnace, gradually solidifying into shape in the molds.

What shocked them even more was seeing Beastn wielding large sticks, pounding those fiery lumps of iron.

They didn’t even know it was iron, only finding the behavior extrely odd.

Not only this but also the several kilns on the mountain slope not far away.

And in front of each shelter, there were large iron pots erected.

They looked sowhat like clay pots, but completely different.

In short, there were many things in the wolf tribe that they couldn’t understand, feeling bizarre.

Though they couldn’t understand, the three Hidden Guards hadn’t forgotten their mission, to uncover the truth behind the Young Master’s amnesia entrusted by the Clan Leader.

Umbra made a gesture, and the three dragons silently descended into the dense forest around the tribe.

Strix lowered his voice: "Let’s first grab a lone Beastman to question."

Corvus suddenly pointed sowhere, exclaiming: "Isn’t that Soren Phoenix, the Young Master of The Phoenix Clan in the red clothes? Why is he here?"

The lake surface under the moonlight sparkled, Soren Phoenix lounged lazily against a boulder, toying with a few fiery red feathers between his fingers.

Seeing the attitude of Luna towards Caleb Manning tonight, it wasn’t just Corbin Crowley who felt jealous, even he felt quite jealous.

If he hadn’t noticed that Luna had no romantic feelings towards Caleb Manning, he wouldn’t have been as calm as he was now.

Suddenly, he sensed so movent in the forest, his peach blossom eyes narrowing dangerously, sitting up instantly, his gaze turning towards there.

"What rat ca here?"

He ignited a cluster of Phoenix True Fire at his fingertips, sending it towards the source of the noise.

The flas burgeoned in the air, lighting up three startled faces.

Umbra knew it was bad, just about to retreat, when Sylvanus Phoenix’s feather robe, in a flutter, already blocked his way back.