Chapter 66: Chapter 64: Don’t You Like Her?
After Su Mo finished examining the young Dragon Clan Beastmen, it was Lan Ling’s turn.
She adjusted his prescription, and he took the new one to get the medicine compounded.
Lan Ling accepted it with a word of thanks. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Su Mo speak to him.
"I have one more thing to trouble you with, Lord Lan Ling."
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Su Mo waved her hand. "It’s not that serious. Just a small matter."
After speaking, she looked at Long Yan, who was standing to the side. "Lord Major General, if it’s convenient, please come over as well."
"Alright." Long Yan started walking and followed Su Mo inside.
Su Mo first asked about Ah Yun’s situation. Learning that the clan had not executed her, she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Next, I’ll have to trouble you, Lord Lan Ling, to put on another act." freeweɓnovel.cѳm
After hearing her words, Lan Ling couldn’t help but frown. "It’s not that I’m unwilling... I... My personality is too straightforward. I’m afraid I’ll... ruin things for everyone."
It would have been one thing if he had truly loved Ah Yun before, but now, he no longer held any illusions about that Female.
Forcing him to feign deep affection again was truly difficult. The very thought of it filled him with aversion, reminding him of his past foolishness.
"You have to, even if you think you can’t. As long as that traitor isn’t rooted out, your tribe will never know peace. Can you really bear to watch your people live in danger every day, Lord Lan Ling?"
Spurred by Su Mo’s words, Lan Ling calmed down.
"I’m sure you already know what’s more important. A moment of forbearance in exchange for the peace of the entire Dragon Clan Tribe—it’s a worthwhile trade."
Lan Ling looked at Su Mo, then at Long Yan, and nodded. "I know what I need to do."
Long Yan looked at Lan Ling and said softly, "Thank you for your trouble."
A moment later, Lan Ling left the room.
Su Mo looked at Long Yan and said, "Once we see some progress on the matter Lord Lan Ling is handling, we plan to return to the North Wing. I wanted to let you know in advance, Lord Major General. Thank you for your hospitality during this time."
The expression on Long Yan’s face stiffened slightly. Then, he said in a low voice, "Alright."
After a few seconds of silence, he asked again, "Before you go back, is there anything else you’d like to do, Miss Su? You can tell me. I will do my best to fulfill your request."
"I promised to take you to see the volcano, but we never got the chance... I feel deeply guilty about it."
Su Mo smiled. "If fate allows, there will always be a next time."
’The Dragon Clan’s affairs are probably far more complicated than I imagined.’ Su Mo felt that Long Yan likely didn’t have the leisure to go sightseeing right now.
So naturally, she couldn’t force the issue.
With that, Su Mo stood up and walked outside.
Long Yan watched her slender back, a strange and unfamiliar emotion inexplicably surging in his heart.
At that time, he wasn’t quite sure what that emotion was.
He simply chalked it up to reluctance over the impending departure.
He clearly had so much he wanted to say to her, but when the words reached his lips, he suddenly didn’t know how to begin.
When Su Mo went out, the Dragon Clan’s Think Tank had just sent off the last young Beastman.
He turned his head and saw the Lord Major General following dejectedly behind Miss Su.
The Think Tank frowned but didn’t ask any questions.
A moment later, he, Long Yan, and the two Little Dragons left Su Mo’s courtyard.
The Think Tank walked side-by-side with Long Yan, comforting him in a fatherly tone, "All good things must come to an end, Lord Major General. Don’t dwell on it."
The two Little Dragons usually seemed a bit simple-minded, but their minds were working exceptionally fast right now.
"Lord Major General, is Sister Mo going back?"
Long Yan gave a soft "Mm."
Even the two Little Dragons could hear the disappointment in his voice.
"If you don’t want her to go, why don’t you ask her to stay?"
"She is not one of the Dragon Clan. She has to leave eventually."
"But we really don’t want her to leave! You don’t either, right?"
Long Yan was silent.
Nannan pressed on, unwilling to give up, "Lord Major General, do you really not like Sister Mo?"
Long Yan remained silent.
He couldn’t explain to the two Little Dragons that in the world of adult Beastmen, some feelings don’t lead to a happy ending just because they’ve begun.
Su Mo was wonderful. He had never met a Female like her. Even if she wasn’t the most beautiful one he had ever seen, she had become the most dazzling person in his heart.
Like a ray of light, she had shone into his unchanging life, catching him off guard and seeping into every crack of his being.
Those more lively than her lacked her innocence, and those more innocent lacked her vivacity and shrewdness.
These traits were all common enough on their own, but on her, they shone brilliantly.
She was free-spirited by nature. Neither now nor in the future could he bring himself to ask her to stay by his side.
He didn’t think he held that kind of importance in her heart.
"Lord Major General, since you’re not saying anything, does that mean you actually like..."
"Nannan," the Think Tank interrupted. "That’s enough nonsense."
As an elder who had watched Long Yan grow up, the Think Tank naturally understood the young man’s thoughts.
In his heart, he felt both gratified and saddened.
He was gratified that the Lord Major General had finally matured. He was no longer as reckless as before and would now consider the consequences of his actions.
He was saddened because the young man’s first love was destined to end before it could even begin.
The Think Tank had actually been pondering this matter for several days.
He had even considered the details of a marriage alliance between the two tribes.
Of course, this was all based on the premise that she would break off her engagements with the others. It would be best if Su Mo married Long Yan and stayed with the Dragon Clan.
However, after mulling it over repeatedly, the Think Tank realized this plan was simply unworkable.
Those young Beastmen from the North Wing valued Su Mo greatly; otherwise, they wouldn’t have chased her all the way to the Dragon Clan’s territory.
Getting them to voluntarily give up their marriage contracts with Su Mo would be harder than climbing to the heavens.
Besides, snatching away someone else’s beloved would be far from honorable.
He now just hoped the Lord Major General wouldn’t fall too deep, so he would suffer less in the future.
Back in the courtyard, Su Mo relayed her conversation with Long Yan to the others, giving them a heads-up that they should prepare to leave.
Hearing this, Yue Ying smiled with delight. ’Finally, we’re leaving this godforsaken Dragon Clan territory!’
The mere thought of all those amorous pursuers in the Dragon Clan gave Yue Ying a massive headache.
’Thank goodness they’ve lost their chance!’
「At that moment, on the back mountain of the Dragon Clan’s territory.」
The man in black was searching for medicinal herbs with his two subordinates. One of them looked at the trampled grass and the freshly dug-up spots.
He frowned and said, "Sect Leader, it looks like they’ve already been up the mountain. The thing we’re looking for has probably been taken by them."
The man’s calm gaze fell upon the patch of trampled grass. He snorted, "She certainly moves fast."
He turned. "We’ll search somewhere else."
The two men behind him started walking to keep up. As they passed in the direction of the Dragon Clan Tribe’s entrance, the masked man couldn’t help but narrow his eyes slightly.
A stinging pain faintly radiated from the wound on his back. For a split second, he had an intense urge to rush in and kill that Female named Su Mo!
But then he thought, if she died, the only person in this world who could be a worthy opponent for him might be gone. So, he gave up the idea.
A subordinate suddenly asked, "Sect Leader, should we take care of that Female, Ah Yun, sooner rather than later? Keeping her around is a liability."
The man was silent for a moment before saying, "We’ll make our move after dark."