Three months later.
In the castle where the Ancestor of the Blood Race resided, Zhang Yi would frequently wander to the main gate, looking around with a worried frown before returning. This had been happening for several rounds today.
Seeing this, a servant of the Blood Race guessed Zhang Yi's thoughts and couldn't help but say, "Steward Zhang, the Ancestor hasn't eaten for three months, and the young master hasn't returned yet. Perhaps we should feed the Ancestor some blood plasma first? Maybe the young master has returned to the Werewolf Tribe and become their leader, and he no longer wishes to come back..."
"What nonsense are you spouting! If you dare to utter another word of rubbish, I'll cut out your tongues! Shoo... go and get back to your work, don't be an eyesore here."
The blood race servants were startled and quickly replied, "Yes, Steward Zhang, we'll get back to work." Su Dan Novel Network
After the servants left, Zhang Yi stood in place, his brows furrowed even tighter.
He believed You Rong was not that kind of person, so he was exceedingly worried. Had something happened to You Rong, who hadn't returned by the appointed time?
Just as Zhang Yi was contemplating whether to ask Chu Tianhao to inquire, a car stopped at the castle entrance. The door opened, and a pale You Rong stepped out of the car.
Zhang Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over, "Young Master! You're back! You..." He moved closer and smelled the scent of blood on You Rong, his face changing drastically, "Young Master! You're injured! What happened?!"
You Rong pursed his lips, "I'm fine. Help me inside. Qinghe... it's time for her monthly feeding, which is due."
Another young werewolf boy got out of the car, looking frantic, "Leader! You're so severely injured, and you insisted on rushing here. How can you be fine! Listen to me, go back to the tribe first to treat your wounds, okay?"
To be so heavily injured and still insist on coming to Blood Race territory, wasn't that walking into a death trap!
Although the leader had lived among the Blood Race before, the Blood Race was still...
Looking at Zhang Yi, the werewolf boy couldn't help but shrink his neck, his face full of fear.
You Rong's face darkened, "Enough! Meng Bei! Shut up!"
Zhang Yi ignored the werewolf's thoughts and supported You Rong, saying urgently, "Young Master, let's go! We'll talk inside!"
Upon entering the house, Zhang Yi opened You Rong's clothes at the chest. Meng Bei immediately rushed forward protectively, blocking the door in front of You Rong, "You... what are you Blood Race members trying to do to our leader! Don't you forget that our Werewolf Tribe and the Blood Race have... have a pact. If you dare to lay a hand on our leader, I, I... I'll fight you to the death!"
Zhang Yi shot Meng Bei a glare, pushed him aside, and with a casual movement, sliced his palm with a dagger. Blood dripped onto the wound on You Rong's chest, and the wound miraculously began to heal, leaving Meng Bei stunned.
"Young Master, what on earth is going on? Why are you so severely injured? Who did this?"
Seeing Zhang Yi tending to You Rong's injuries, Meng Bei's hostility greatly decreased. When Zhang Yi asked, Meng Bei was the first to say indignantly, "It was Elder Brother! He also wants to seize the leadership position and has always been dissatisfied with the leader. This time, he took advantage of our small numbers to ambush us on the road, which is why the leader was so heavily injured!"
You Rong's face remained stern as he shot Meng Bei a warning look. Meng Bei then shut his mouth, not daring to speak further.
Zhang Yi was about to speak when You Rong said first, "Steward Zhang, you should go out first. It's time for me to feed Qinghe."
"But you're just seriously injured..."
"It's nothing. Go out."
Zhang Yi sighed helplessly and led Meng Bei out. Meng Bei didn't want to leave and wanted to stay by You Rong's side, but he was forcibly dragged out.
You Rong helped Lin Qinghe up, tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, and gently stroked her face. He whispered tenderly, "I'm sorry, I kept you waiting. Are you hungry? I'll feed you my blood now..."
As always, You Rong bit open his own wrist and fed Lin Qinghe mouthful by mouthful. Finally, unable to resist, he cradled Lin Qinghe's head and kissed her.
After a long while, You Rong, breathing unevenly, released her moist lips. He lowered his gaze slightly, his eyes filled with struggle.
He knew he shouldn't kiss Lin Qinghe, but he missed her so much, missed her to the point of madness, missed her so much that every bone in his body ached...
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." You Rong murmured apologies as he buried his face in Lin Qinghe's neck.
Zhang Yi waited outside the door, thinking You Rong would stay at least one night before leaving upon his return. However, it was only two hours later when You Rong emerged from the room, his complexion even paler.
You Rong pursed his thin lips and said, "Steward Zhang, I have to go back. Qinghe here... I'll trouble you to continue taking care of her."
Zhang Yi was surprised, "Young Master, you're leaving already?"
"Yes, there are many matters in the Werewolf Tribe that require my attention. I can't delay any longer. I'm leaving... If Qinghe has any changes, please be sure to notify me!"
Zhang Yi said helplessly, "Young Master, don't worry. I will notify you immediately if there are any changes with the Ancestor. And you too... please be careful. If the Ancestor knew you were so seriously injured, she would surely worry about you."
You Rong smiled, "Mm, so she doesn't worry, I will protect myself and not get injured."
You Rong left with Meng Bei, just as he had rushed back, he rushed away again.
Upon returning to the Werewolf Tribe, You Rong's first action was to deal with those within the tribe who harbored ill intentions towards him. This time, his methods were even more ruthless. He executed a few to warn the rest, directly executing the eldest son of Meng Jianghe without informing him.
This struck fear into those who had voiced objections to You Rong, and under the threat of his actions, they dared not act rashly anymore.
After You Rong had thoroughly settled the internal affairs of the Werewolf Tribe, he began to spread rumors that the leader of the Serpent Tribe had colluded with the former Grand Elder of the Blood Race Council to gain the power to devour other races. He also ordered people to forge evidence of the Serpent Tribe attacking other beastmen tribes, causing the Serpent Tribe to be attacked by everyone.
Within three months, under You Rong's secret instigation, the leader of the Serpent Tribe, Du Qingfeng, was apprehended.
Du Qingfeng was killed by You Rong himself. As he faced death, Du Qingfeng cursed You Rong, "You wolf cub! You will die a horrible death! Do you think I don't know what you're planning in your heart! You set me up to avenge the Ancestor of the Blood Race, right? You, who acknowledge your enemy as your father! I heard your whole family was killed by the Blood Race, yet you obey the Blood Race blindly, you are simply..."
You Rong didn't even blink. He plunged a knife into Du Qingfeng's heart, ending Du Qingfeng and taking over the management of the Serpent Tribe.
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One year later.
Meng Xiaoyi ran in furiously and questioned You Rong, "Why did you do this? Why did you deliberately stir up friction between the major beastmen tribes? Causing them constant strife? Why?!"
[Qinghe will wake up in the next chapter. You can see how much her pet wolf cub has grown (#＞д＜)ﾉ]