Chapter – 20….
Chilin pulled her aside, leaned close to her ear, and his warm breath brushed against her skin.
“Can you stop getting involved in trouble?”
Although Chilin knew Li Qingqing also knew healing techniques, this was something even the tribe’s shaman-doctor couldn’t handle.
It was kind to want to help, but if things went wrong and everyone pushed the blame onto her, what would she do then?
Li Qingqing could tell he meant well, but this was a life at stake. It was worth trying.
The males who were crying in grief looked at her with clear doubt.
Li Qingqing’s reputation wasn’t just bad in their tribe—it was notoriously terrible throughout the entire beast world.
But there was no other option now. They had no choice but to treat a dead horse like a living one.
“You… you can really save my wife-master?” one of the males asked, voice choked.
Li Qingqing didn’t want to talk too big and wanted to leave herself some room to retreat.
But seeing the overwhelming despair on their faces, her heart softened. She only said one word:
“Yes.”
Su Qianyi truly thought these people had gone mad, but since Li Yue didn’t stop them, she could only follow along.
She mainly wanted to see Li Qingqing embarrass herself.
Lying on the stone bed was Sha Ye, her face bluish-purple—a clear sign of prolonged lack of oxygen.
Her blood flow was no longer smooth.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Li Qingqing activated the wood-type ability inside her and used a healing technique.
“Li Qingqing, how do you…?” Su Qianyi’s face was full of shock. She couldn’t accept that this useless girl actually knew healing.
Li Yue’s eyes, however, were filled with pride and relief.
“Qingqing, when did you learn healing techniques?”
Li Qingqing didn’t respond. After a moment, the woman on the bed slowly regained consciousness.
Her eyes fluttered open, and she even sat up.
As if she had never been injured at all.
Her beast husbands rushed over and surrounded her tightly.
“Wife-master, you’re really okay!”
“Does anything still hurt?” One of them checked her carefully, terrified that she might be missing a limb.
Li Yue was too stunned by Li Qingqing’s actions to speak—her daughter actually did know healing.
“Qingqing, when did you learn it?” Li Yue asked again.
Li Qingqing did have a temper. After being doubted earlier, she didn’t feel like answering now.
Feng Hao spoke for her.
“The Beast God gave her a dream.”
His tone carried obvious mockery.
Su Qianyi couldn’t hold back and actually laughed.
“Li Qingqing, you’re pretty good at making things up. What Beast God?”
“You must’ve stolen it from the shaman.”
The shaman was standing right beside Li Qingqing. He didn’t want people thinking this girl stole from him—after all, it would be too embarrassing if a disciple surpassed the master.
“You young beastfolk nowadays have no respect for the Beast God!” The old shaman stroked the long beard on his chin.
He was over two hundred years old—the oldest person in the tribe, and of the same generation as Li Qingqing’s great-grandfather.
Su Qianyi didn’t dare offend him and quickly said, “You’re right.”
“Uncle, my daughter is impressive, isn’t she?” Li Yue smiled proudly at the shaman.
The shaman chuckled twice, his voice raspy.
“Anyone from the Li family is naturally outstanding.”
Su Qianyi felt annoyed but didn’t show it.
What do you mean the Li family is ‘naturally outstanding’?
One day she would make sure the Silver Tiger Tribe changed its family name.
Li Yue walked to Li Qingqing and saw that she still had her face turned away in silent displeasure.
“Look at her—my daughter is spoiled by me. She’s grown a princess temper.”
Everyone laughed at that.
The laughter made Li Qingqing lose the desire to keep pretending to be mad.
“You wronged me today, Mother. What should you say?”
Li Yue was always firm and authoritative in the tribe, but she was completely helpless when it came to Li Qingqing.
“All right, all right—Mother apologizes to you.”
She pulled Li Qingqing into a hug and smoothed out her slightly mussed hair.
Li Qingqing lifted her chin proudly.
“Fine then—I’ll forgive you.”
Chilin watched the whole scene, a strange feeling rising in him. Li Qingqing didn’t seem like the same person anymore.
She still acted a bit proud, but she no longer behaved like before.
She used to refuse to let things go so easily. Li Yue would have to coax her for ten days or half a month before she’d speak to her again.
And if Li Yue got tired of coaxing and ignored her, Li Qingqing would cry, scream, threaten suicide, and finally vent her anger on her beast husbands.
Bai Yuan, who had grown up an orphan, hated seeing these mother-daughter displays. But strangely, now he felt a little envious.
If his father and mother were still alive…
Maybe one day he could give his future children the kind of warmth he never received.
He hoped for a daughter—a girl who would look like…
Before the thought could fully form, he forcefully cut it off.
Why was he even thinking like that?
Sha Ye calmed her beast husbands and walked to Li Yue.
With a loud thud, she dropped to her knees.
“Chief, you must stand up for me! Punish that slut Wang Yufen severely!”
Her three beast husbands knelt beside her.
“Chief, please give our wife-master justice!”
Li Yue felt troubled. Wang Yufen’s identity was complicated—one of her beast husbands had died in battle for the tribe.
According to tribal rules, anyone who gravely injures a fellow tribesperson should be executed on the spot…
“Then exile her to Mount Baishou.”
Mount Baishou was a barren mountain where not even grass grew.
All tribes exiled criminals there, leaving them to fend for themselves or kill each other.
Wang Yufen was old. Exile there was practically a death sentence.
They had no objections to the punishment.
Sha Ye’s husbands brought lots of meat to thank Li Qingqing.
Li Qingqing was delighted. Since she transmigrated, she hadn’t hunted even once—she had been mooching food from others every day.
But when she carried all the meat home, she felt troubled. She couldn’t eat it all, and in this weather, it would spoil in a few days.
She wanted to marinate it into preserved meat, but salt had to be borrowed from others—what a hassle.
She took out a pot and began cooking. She hadn’t properly eaten earlier—she had fed everything to others.
She ate half a pot in one go, then felt full and sleepy.
Yawning, she crawled onto her stone bed.
Just as she slept soundly, faint noises reached her ears. She opened her eyes groggily.
A female was taking her… pot!
She jerked awake, jumped off the bed, and clearly saw the thief’s face—Su Qianyi.
“So Su Qianyi, you’re a thief?”
She grabbed Su Qianyi’s hand that was holding the pot.
Su Qianyi instinctively turned her head and looked at her, eyes filled with panic.
With a loud clang, the iron pot fell to the ground, making a small dent.
“Who are you calling a thief?”
Seeing the pot she had worked so hard to make fall like that, Li Qingqing was instantly furious.
“Su Qianyi, don’t think I don’t know why you target me and try to curry favor with my mother…”
