[Host, they are beastmen from your current tribe. This crazy female is… not quite right in the head and tends to run around everywhere. They're most likely taking you back to the tribe.]
[That's far too rough.]
Yue Ling was deeply dissatisfied with the way they were handling her. She wasn't some heinous criminal—did they really need to treat her like this?
Perhaps sensing her resistance, the beastman called Lang You finally eased his grip. The force in his hands lessened, no longer as brutal as before.
After tying the rope, Lang You grabbed the other end and strode forward without a word.
His steps were long and powerful. For every one step he took, Yue Ling had to scramble forward several times just to keep up.
Sharp stones dug into her bare feet, sending waves of pain shooting upward. Her brows knitted tightly together as she bit back a groan.
The two beastmen showed not the slightest hint of tenderness or pity. They continued striding ahead at full speed, completely indifferent to Yue Ling's obvious discomfort behind them.
After walking for nearly half an hour, Yue Ling finally arrived at what they called the Wolf Tribe.
Passing beastmen cast only casual, fleeting glances at her before going about their own business, as if this were an everyday occurrence.
"Well, well—Lang Zuo and Lang You went to catch the crazy female again, huh?"
A male beastman nearby laughed openly, his eyes filled with mockery.
Yue Ling shot him a glance. Along the way, she had already noticed that the male beastmen here were remarkably good-looking—tall, long-legged, and striking in appearance everywhere she looked.
Yet the teasing beastman, after meeting her gaze, suddenly felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Despite being filthy and foul-smelling, the crazy female's eyes were strikingly clear—dark and bright in stark contrast—beautiful enough to be unsettling.
Lang Zuo and Lang You flicked a glance at the mocking beastman.
Lang You curled his lips into a malicious grin.
"Lang Hu, you'd better worry about how to win Ana's favor. The first beast husband she likes definitely isn't you."
Ignoring Lang Hu's furious reaction, Lang You tugged Yue Ling along and dragged her into a cave located on the outskirts of the central tribe area.
The moment they entered, a suffocating stench rushed toward them.
Yue Ling frowned as she took in the filthy stone cave. Trash was scattered everywhere—discarded remnants of daily life piled haphazardly across the ground.
There were chunks of rotting meat crawling with flies and maggots. The faint scratching and gnawing sounds of rats echoed in the shadows, making her scalp prickle with dread.
Lang You pinched his nose in disgust.
"This place stinks to death."
Coming here once was enough to make anyone nauseous. And then there was this sloppy, disgusting crazy female—he couldn't even bear to look at her.
Lang Zuo also frowned, his stomach churning uncomfortably.
Yue Ling was so horrified by the scene before her that she seized the opportunity while they were distracted and bolted out of the cave.
Lang You, seeing her sudden movement, assumed she was trying to escape again and immediately gave chase.
Before she could get far, Yue Ling felt a brutal force slam her down onto the ground.
Her arm screamed in pain, as though it were about to be wrenched from its socket. Rough gravel scraped against her face and exposed skin, leaving behind a burning sting.
Yue Ling thought bleakly: What an utterly disastrous day.
Everyone said females were precious in the Beast World Continent—yet she hadn't felt even a shred of that supposed respect.
"Don't run," Lang You snarled viciously. "If you run again, I'll kill you."
Yue Ling stiffened violently.
"Lang You, don't scare her," Lang Zuo sighed helplessly as he stepped forward and patted Lang You on the shoulder.
Male beastmen who abused or killed females would be punished by the Beast God.
Lang You had only meant to frighten the crazy female anyway—though whether she could even understand him was another matter entirely.
After all… because of this useless female, they hadn't been able to go hunting for several days.
In the tribe, any female who had not yet formally bonded would be cared for in turns by unpaired males. And now, unfortunately, it was their turn to deal with this crazy female.
Lang You finally released his hold on Yue Ling. She exhaled in relief, her whole body sagging.
Lang You stared down at her grimy appearance, his expression filled with impatience and disgust. Abruptly, he grabbed her chin and forced her mouth open.
This crazy female was always running all over the mountains—and these past few days, she hadn't eaten or drunk anything at all.