As the noisy crowd finally dispersed from the entrance of the Teng Clan Estate, Su Qinglan suddenly felt an intense, burning gaze pinned directly against her back. It was so heavy that it made goosebumps prickle across her skin.
She turned around, only to meet the dark, deeply possessive eyes of Xuan Long staring right at her.
Before she could even open her mouth to ask what was wrong, Xuan Long closed the distance between them in a split second. He wrapped his broad, powerful arm firmly around her waist, pulling her flush against his body.
Swish!
In the very next instant, both of them vanished into thin air right in front of the Tang Clan elders!
Behind a grand pillar, Rong Ye...who had been holding all the cubs and blocking their ears stood completely stunned.
Looking at the empty space where the couple had just been standing, his jaw twitched, and he couldn’t help but curse under his breath.
"Useless jerk... always in heat!" Rong Ye grumbled bitterly.
Hearing those words, little Xiao Yi turned his round head, his tiny ears twitching with curiosity as he blinked his big eyes. "Father Rong Ye, what does ’in heat’ mean? Is Father Xuan Long sick?"
Rong Ye froze! He instantly regretted his big mouth and wanted to slap himself.
He quickly patted the little tiger cub’s head, coughing awkwardly.
"Nothing! It’s nothing at all! Your Uncle Rong Ye was just spouting absolute nonsense. Don’t listen to me."
He looked down at all eight cubs gathered around him and cleared his throat. "Alright, babies, the drama is officially over! You can all remove your paws from your ears now. You didn’t hear any bad words, right?"
All the cubs shook their heads dutifully, nodding like good little children.
"Good! Let’s go," Rong Ye said, flashing a bright smile. "You must all be getting hungry, right? Your father beast will take you to find some delicious food!"
Hearing the word "food," all the cubs’ eyes lit up with pure joy, eagerly crowding around his legs.
One of the senior Tang Clan elders quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully. "Lord Rong Ye, we have plenty of fresh, high-grade meat stored in our kitchens! We can prepare a grand banquet for the cubs immediately!"
Rong Ye waved his hand, politely shaking his head. "No need to trouble yourselves. Just tell me where your estate’s hunting grounds are. We’ll hunt our own food."
The elder nodded understandingly and pointed toward the massive, mist-shrouded peaks behind the main courtyard.
"The back mountain of our estate is completely within our territory and protected by our clan’s spirit formation. There are plenty of high-grade wild beasts roaming there."
"Perfect!" Rong Ye smiled happily.
He led the neat, excited line of cubs straight toward the back mountain.
The territory was completely safe, and the forests were teeming with wild game.


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