CHAPTER 94: CHAPTER 86 HE CONFIRMED IT_1

"Little Dongchi." Si Yan suddenly cocked her head, carefully watching her cub.

"Do you want to have a dad?"

Dongchi was playing with the fire, shaking his head. "I don’t want another dad."

"Why?" Si Yan was surprised.

Dongchi raised his eyes slightly, recalling scenes from the past, feeling even more displeased. "He wasn’t there when you were pregnant, when you gave birth, or while you raised us cubs. In this world, it’s very dangerous for females without the protection of males. He didn’t protect you. He’s useless."

Si Yan was speechless. She felt there was a very good chance that Wang was the father of these cubs. They hadn’t even met, yet the father-son relationship already seemed quite terrible. Si Yan felt embarrassed.

But that was okay; She Wang, after all, was different from her cubs. The cubs were so young; if raised for a long time, they could slowly be guided onto the right path. That Great Demon King, though... Such a ferocious male, it was better to forget about him.

Si Yan sat back down on the grass, looking up at the sky.

Dongchi thought for a moment and said, "Hey, bad female, if you meet that good-for-nothing male one day, don’t let him know about us four brothers at first."

"Why?" Si Yan asked.

Dongchi clutched a wooden stick, his voice cold and devoid of warmth. "The four of us have already discussed this. We don’t want to acknowledge him."

An irresponsible, deadbeat dad. They didn’t want him.

Si Yan was speechless again. They were holding a grudge, weren’t they? Her cubs were holding a grudge because their dad didn’t raise them! This was good; they were both first-time parents, so she shouldn’t be the only one to bear the cubs’ resentment!

The valley wasn’t large. Likely due to the low, shady terrain, it was full of snakes and scorpions. Because the scent of the alpha Sen Ran still lingered on her, the snakes and scorpions eyed them covetously but didn’t dare to approach.

For now, a brief peace settled over the valley.

Si Yan lifted her head to look at the small valley entrance, pondering what Dongchi had said. What if that Great Demon King really was her Beast Husband?

She suddenly sat up, pulled up her garment, and looked at the snake-shaped totem around her waist.

Si Yan took a deep breath, then looked up at the sky.

「...」

Wang found his mate-totem.

It was at the very center of his lower back, near his tailbone—a place he would never normally look. He had slept for five years straight, and after waking, continued to sleep intermittently. He had never considered the possibility that he had been mated. When he took human form, his snake scales automatically covered that part of his lower back, so no one had ever seen it, and he himself had never noticed. When he transformed into a snake, the totem merged with the pattern of his scales, making it indistinguishable.

It was a white ring with golden specks, from which sprouted two cute buds.

Despite his many years of experience, he couldn’t recognize which Beastman’s totem it was.

That foolish female, all alone, fell into a den of poisonous creatures. Fortunately, they weren’t too far apart now.

「...」

The surroundings were unsafe, so Si Yan didn’t dare to sleep. She clutched the snake scales and watched over Dongchi.

Suddenly, the night grew quiet. She sensed the snakes and scorpions retreating one by one; even the insects fell silent.

Si Yan nudged Dongchi. "Dongchi, wake up."

The quieter it is, the more dangerous it is.

The air grew colder, and a palpable sense of danger spread, making cold sweat bead on Si Yan’s forehead.

She abruptly turned and saw a relatively slender male behind her. The male had delicate, almost feminine features, a slightly greenish complexion, and an icy expression.

Dongchi’s snake pupils immediately narrowed into slits, and he let out a cold hiss, warning the newcomer.

"A Jin-snake Beastman."

He recognized instantly that the male before him was a Jin-snake Beastman, not a Sen Ran—not his father.

She Ying lowered his head to look at Dongchi. For a moment, a flash of confusion crossed his mind. This red Sen Ran cub... he greatly resembled his master.

Si Yan tugged Dongchi, alertly spinning around again.

Her large, clear eyes suddenly widened.

"Great Demon King?!"

The male was slender and tall. His refined features held a hint of languor, his complexion pale, with dark circles smudged beneath his eyes as if he hadn’t slept for a week. His eyes flashed with weariness and impatience.

Dongchi’s eyes narrowed instantly. This Beastman... a Sen Ran Beastman. It seems he’s the deadbeat dad.

Dongchi’s and the male’s gazes locked for an instant.

The languor in Wang’s eyes slowly sharpened as their purple and red eyes met for a moment. A peculiar sensation spread through Wang’s heart. The Sen Ran cub before him evoked an incredible sense of familiarity—a feeling so profound, its presence in Wang’s heart was utterly baffling.

Wang shifted his gaze away.

Si Yan hadn’t forgotten Dongchi’s words and shielded him behind her.

A flicker of confusion crossed Wang’s face. He asked coldly, "You’ve adopted a snake Beastman cub?"

This unexpected question spared Si Yan the trouble of figuring out how to hide Dongchi’s identity. She was taken aback for a moment, then slowly nodded.

The gloom on Wang’s face lessened, and his mood seemed to improve slightly. Her willingness to adopt a snake Beastman at least proved this female didn’t entirely dislike snake Beastmen.

Dongchi’s gaze was filled with contempt. The deadbeat dad did bear some resemblance to him. But to not even recognize his own cub... he was too stupid.

Nan Mo came jogging over, carrying a small female cub. Upon seeing Dongchi and Si Yan, he gradually slowed to a stop.

Dongchi stared intently at Nan Mo.

Following Dongchi’s gaze, Si Yan also saw Nan Mo.

Nan Mo! Her cub! He was alive! Thank goodness, he was still alive!

Nan Mo walked forward, passing Si Yan without a glance. He handed the little female cub to She Ying, then turned to find stones nearby to break with his bare hands.

Si Yan felt a pang of sadness. She had worried about him for so long, yet Nan Mo wouldn’t even spare her a glance.

Wang’s indifferent gaze followed hers. He then said softly, "He’s cultivating. No need to pay him any mind."

Si Yan struggled to tear her gaze away from Nan Mo.

Wang said, "Female, give me your hand."

Si Yan’s attention snapped back fully. She instinctively shielded her hand. "What for?"

"To confirm something."

He was already quite certain, but direct contact was the most rigorous method of confirmation.

Si Yan guessed what he wanted to confirm. Just like him, she also needed to confirm if the male before her was indeed the father of her four cubs.

She extended one hand to him.

The tall male’s cool hand took hers.

In that instant, the two of them nearly illuminated the valley night. White, gold, and dark purple—three colors of light danced beneath the moonlight. A brilliant, flowing radiance enveloped them both.

Dongchi abruptly stood up.

Nan Mo turned in surprise to look.

Even She Ying momentarily forgot the crying female cub in his arms.

Dongchi fumed. The male before him was indeed his deadbeat dad!

Nan Mo lowered his head, silently resuming his task of breaking stones with his bare hands.

Si Yan looked at the cold, proud, and handsome male before her. She had her suspicions but wasn’t entirely sure of the Beast World’s rules. "What does this mean?" she asked.

Wang gave her a cool glance.

There was no joy in that look.