Landlord in the Arctic

Chapter 350: Chapter 272: Hunting the Culprit

Lao Liu saw that the two little tyrants had finally met their match.

His furrowed brow smoothed out. He eagerly scrambled back into the burrow, unceremoniously bit down on Xiong Er’s neck, and dragged him out by force.

Xiong Er, still looking defiant, was yelping away, planning to take a few bites to vent his frustration like he usually did.

Nearby, a frightened Xiong Da scrambled over, held Xiong Er down, and forced his head to turn toward Feng Mountain.

When Xiong Er reluctantly turned his head and saw Feng Mountain, his attitude did an immediate one-eighty.

He was like an actor possessed, instantly letting out a pitiful howl as if he’d suffered some terrible injustice.

Right then and there, he proceeded to put on a show, cycling through a performance of being injured, pitiful, helpless, and wronged. One moment, he was clutching his paws in mock agony; the next, he was gazing at Feng Mountain with pathetic eyes, whimpering nonstop.

His acting seemed far more refined than Xiong Da’s rather clumsy performance.

"Didn’t your father ever tell you these are all his old tricks?" Feng Mountain couldn’t help but tease, looking at Xiong Er’s sorry state. A faint smile played on his lips.

"Feng, what are they?" North asked, stepping off the snowmobile. He came to Feng Mountain’s side and looked at the two polar bear cubs.

Feng Mountain chuckled, bent down, and scooped up Xiong Er, who was still playing the victim. He lifted the cub like a big stuffed doll and casually handed him to North.

"They’re orphans I found back in Kaktovik Town. They used to be quite well-behaved, but it seems they’ve picked up some bad habits from my dog."

North quickly reached out and took Xiong Er. In his arms, the cub stared with wide, round eyes, his little nose twitching. His adorably clueless expression instantly melted North’s heart.

"Why not take them to a local rescue center? They could get proper care there."

North looked up at Feng Mountain with a puzzled expression, all while playing with Xiong Er.

"A rescue center? In a place like Kaktovik Town, it’s hard enough for people to survive. Who’s going to care whether a bear lives or dies?"

Hearing this, Feng Mountain couldn’t help but purse his lips, his face a mask of resignation.

The town is situated on the Ice Sea, and the environment is incredibly harsh. The local Indigenous People spend all their energy just trying to make a living. Resources are also extremely scarce. They don’t have the extra manpower or supplies to take care of polar bear cubs.

’It seems North comes from a middle-class family, at least,’ Feng Mountain thought. ’He has no idea how hard life is in the Far North Tundra.’

But Feng Mountain didn’t have time to give him a detailed lesson on the subject.

’He came all the way to the Extreme Night Tundra wearing just one thermal suit. He’s lucky he ran into me. If this were the Wilderness Tundra, he’d probably be an ice sculpture by now.’

AWOOOO!!

Just then, a series of wolf howls echoed from deep within the forest.

Xiong Er, who had been nestled in North’s arms, heard the howls and immediately struggled free. He jumped onto the snow and waddled his chubby body in the direction of the sound. Xiong Da and Lao Liu followed right behind.

Soon.

White figures emerged from the forest.

The figures flickered in and out of sight against the snow, their movements incredibly fast.

Their white fur blended in with the snowy landscape, and all that could be seen were their faintly glowing eyes and their bobbing silhouettes.

They were rapidly approaching the den.

"Feng, it’s a wolf pack," North said, surprisingly calm this time. He pointed a steady hand at the approaching wolves.

It seemed that after his experiences over the past two days in the Crown Territory, nothing he saw here could truly surprise him anymore.

He had already built up a certain tolerance for the extraordinary sights of the Crown Territory.

At the head of the pack were Prince and Princess, carrying the blood-streaked remains of an animal in their mouths.

They sprinted back in a great hurry toward the den nestled among the dead trees.

But the moment they saw Feng Mountain, Prince and Princess transformed completely.

Without a second thought, they dropped the meat from their jaws and took off, forcefully knocking aside the two bear cubs who had come to greet them.

Xiong Da and Xiong Er, who had been happily waiting for their surrogate parents to return, were sent tumbling, with one of them getting a face full of snow.

In a flash, Prince and Princess were at Feng Mountain’s feet.

They immediately grew docile in his presence.

Circling Feng Mountain, they nudged their heads against him, their tails wagging frantically.

They let out soft, low whines, as if fawning over him. free𝑤ebnovel.com

The other members of the White Wolf Pack saw Feng Mountain as well.

They dropped the food they’d brought back and sat in a neat row a short distance away.

A small pack of Taiga Wolves.

"You stupid dog, you’ve gotten fat again!"

Feng Mountain chuckled, squatting down.

He reached out and pinched the fur on Prince’s cheek, giving it a gentle tug.

The gesture might have seemed a bit rough, but it was full of affection, like he was teasing his own mischievous pet.

WHIMPER!

Prince didn’t get angry at having his cheek tugged. He just panted, tongue lolling out.

He looked like a child who’d been caught misbehaving but was completely unbothered, putting on an air of shameless defiance.

Seeing this, Princess, who was standing nearby, was not pleased.

She hurried over and nudged Feng Mountain’s hand with her head, whimpering nonstop.

The way she protected Prince, she was the spitting image of a young wife rushing to defend her husband.

Feng Mountain was momentarily speechless at the sight.

He let go with a sigh of resignation, instead wrapping his arm around the ever-more-beautiful Princess.

Perhaps it was due to the Beast Taming Technique.

Princess’s fur was exceptionally soft and snow-white, as smooth as silk to the touch. It was so pleasant he couldn’t bring himself to stop stroking it.

"You know," he said, "you shouldn’t spoil Prince so much. A real man who relies on a woman will never amount to anything."