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Oops! My Beast Mates Can Hear My Inner Voice

Chapter 42 - 40: Coming to Find Their Wife
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Chapter 42: Chapter 40: Coming to Find Their Wife

When Long Yan returned to the tribe with Su Mo, the tribespeople had nearly gone mad looking for him.

The Lord Major General’s two attendants were also missing without a trace. The people of the tribe felt their chances of survival were slim.

The Think Tank knew this matter was inevitably related to a traitor within the clan, but after days of investigation, there were still no leads.

Moreover, dissent was stirring among the ranks. After all, the position of Lieutenant General couldn’t remain vacant for long; a suitable successor had to be chosen.

Everyone discussed whether they might as well hold a funeral for the Lord Major General...

It would serve as a form of closure for the tribe, and selecting the next Lieutenant General would then be a logical progression.

The Think Tank considered it for two days and accepted the suggestion.

And so, the funeral was already being prepared, scheduled for tomorrow.

The elderly Lord Think Tank was arranging some of Long Yan’s favorite foods and weapons while wiping away tears in utter grief, preparing to recite the eulogy.

Glancing at the Lord Major General’s most cherished belongings from his life placed inside the coffin, tears streamed down the old Lord Think Tank’s face.

"My poor Lord Major General, how could you abandon everyone in the clan and depart from this world?"

"You, renowned for your lifelong glory, your soul now returns to the Dragon Abyss. We are heartbroken. In the future, you must remember to come back and visit us often! The tribe cannot be without a leader for even a day, so we have no choice but to..."

Just as the Lord Think Tank was weeping sorrowfully, the sound of footsteps came from outside.

Everyone turned to look and saw the man who had been missing for many days, returning travel-worn and weary.

The entire crowd gasped, their faces filled with terror.

’No way, has the Lord Major General’s spirit really returned?!’

’Does the Lord Think Tank’s big mouth have to be so prophetic?!’

The crowd couldn’t help but start trembling, not until Long Yan walked straight to the Lord Think Tank’s side.

As soon as he arrived at the tribe, he saw white banners hanging everywhere and had assumed the elderly Lord Think Tank had passed away... His heart had sunk at the thought.

But now, seeing the Lord Think Tank standing perfectly fine before him, Long Yan fell silent.

The two Little Dragons following behind also looked completely baffled.

Long Yan looked at the weeping Think Tank, furrowed his brow, and asked, "Who exactly died?"

The familiar voice gave the Lord Think Tank a huge fright.

He turned his head to look at the person before him, and his eyes widened in utter shock.

’He’s come back from the dead?!’

"Are you human or a..."

Before he could finish the word, the Lord Think Tank saw Su Mo, who had entered with the Lord Major General.

He recognized at a glance that this young woman was not a Female from their tribe.

Nannan reached out, tugged on the Think Tank’s pant leg, and asked, "Grandpa Think Tank, who actually died?"

"Er..." The Think Tank was, after all, an old Dragon Beastman who had seen his fair share of storms.

He was the first to react, quietly tucking the eulogy in his hand into his sleeve.

He explained awkwardly, "It’s nothing... An elderly Beastman passed away."

Long Yan, not suspecting a thing, nodded and looked at the offerings on the table.

’Strange. Did this elderly Beastman have the same tastes as me? All the offerings are my favorite foods...’

Before he could get a closer look, the Lord Think Tank grabbed him. "Lord Major General, you have been away for a long time. There are many tribal affairs waiting to be handled. Please come with me!"

Then he turned to the subordinates still standing there dumbfounded and said, "The funeral... is more or less done. Clear it all away, quickly!"

"Oh, oh!" The crowd snapped out of it and hurriedly began to clear the scene.

Su Mo glanced at the items and understood perfectly.

She smiled, her eyes narrowing. ’I really came at the right time. Otherwise, I would’ve missed this great show.’

’These Dragon Clan subordinates are pretty interesting.’

Long Yan took a few steps, then turned back and called to Su Mo, gesturing for her to come with him.

In his study, the Lord Think Tank asked about the ins and outs of what had happened recently.

Upon learning that Su Mo had saved Long Yan, the old Think Tank bowed to her.

He said respectfully, "Thank you, Miss Su, for taking care of the Lord Major General during this time." freёweɓnovel.com

Su Mo’s lips curved. "It was nothing. You’re too kind, Lord Think Tank."

Hearing this, the Think Tank’s brow furrowed slightly. According to the Lord Major General’s description just now, his injuries were no small matter.

Even if he had returned to the tribe in time that day, he might not have fully recovered, or at least not this quickly.

’But this young woman, who looks so incredibly frail, is calling such an injury a small matter?’

Seeing that the Think Tank seemed to have something to discuss with Long Yan, Su Mo quickly spoke up, "You two talk first. I’ll go take a walk outside."

After Su Mo left, the Think Tank said to Long Yan, "There’s a traitor in the clan. Your injury this time is inextricably linked to this. I suspect someone colluded with people from another tribe to inflict such a grievous wound on you."

Long Yan nodded. After the Think Tank’s analysis, a few things seemed to click into place for him.

Although he was injured in the North Wing Tribe’s territory, his opponent was familiar with his moves, so it was most likely an acquaintance.

"Your safe return this time is thanks to the gods’ protection, but we absolutely must root out the traitor."

The Think Tank and Long Yan whispered to each other for a while, and then the conversation turned to Su Mo.

"Is that Miss Su reliable?" After all, the Think Tank was still a little wary of people from other tribes.

Long Yan smiled. "She’s reliable. Think Tank, you don’t need to be on guard against her."

Seeing how firm Lieutenant General Long Yan was, the Think Tank stroked his beard, a meaningful glint flashing in his eyes.

’I really didn’t expect that Miss Su, who looks so plain, could gain the Lord Major General’s trust in such a short time.’

’As the clan’s Think Tank, I still have to be cautious.’

’After all, the North Wing and our Dragon Clan have a somewhat competitive relationship.’

’In recent years, every tribe has been secretly competing to claim more territory for their people.’

’But Su Mo did save the Lord Major General, so on the surface, I still have to treat her with courtesy.’

The Think Tank stroked his beard and said, "In a little while, I’ll have someone arrange for some fine food and wine to properly entertain Miss Su."

After discussing official business, the Think Tank and Long Yan came out of the study.

The two Little Dragons were chatting with Su Mo, telling her amusing stories about Long Yan.

Su Mo propped her chin on her hand, her eyes curving with a smile. ’So that dragon is really that oblivious in his daily life, huh?’

’But from the sound of it, his Combat Power is extraordinary.’

Nannan was happily chattering away when the Think Tank and Long Yan walked over.

Having overheard some of what Nannan had just said, Long Yan was a little embarrassed.

The Think Tank greeted Su Mo politely and then left to arrange for dinner.

Long Yan suggested taking Su Mo for a walk around the tribe.

Meanwhile, outside the Dragon Clan Tribe, Fei Yan, Yue Ying, and Mo Xiao had arrived at the tribe’s entrance.

The guards saw their hostile expressions and stopped them.

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Yue Ying frowned. "We are members of the North Wing Tribe: Yue Ying, Fei Yan, and Mo Xiao. We have come in search of our wife! Your Lord Major General has abducted our wife!"

Mo Xiao’s face was grim as he unfurled a scroll, which bore a portrait of Su Mo.

Hearing this, the guard’s expression faltered. The Lord Major General had indeed brought a woman back with him just now.

Looking closely, she seemed to be the very same woman in the drawing.

’What on earth is going on?’

Seeing they didn’t react, Mo Xiao said in a low, dangerous voice, "Hurry up and announce us. If the three of us have to fight our way in and cause a scene, I’m afraid your Lord Major General will lose face!"

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