Chapter – 58
Feng Hao
In the dim cave, Feng Hao was bound to an upright stone.
Su Qianyi picked up a branch and lifted his chin. “Why is it that every one of you suddenly stopped hating Li Qingqing? She treated you all like that, didn’t she?”
Her tone grew more and more agitated, her eyes fixed fiercely on Feng Hao.
One hand was already clamped around his throat.
Strangled by her grip, Feng Hao couldn’t breathe; his face flushed deep red.
He struggled with all his strength. In the end, Su Qianyi’s strength was no match for his, and she was flung aside.
“Li Yue also took Li Qingqing’s side, and in the end I killed her. Do you want to die too?”
“Someone as rotten-hearted as you—the more you want something, the more you’ll never get it!” Feng Hao gasped for air before barely recovering, then spat straight at her face.
Su Qianyi wiped her face in disgust and punched him hard on the head. “Then just wait and see.”
Blood seeped from Feng Hao’s forehead and slid down his cheek, yet he suddenly burst out laughing.
At that moment, someone staggered into the cave from outside.
He walked unsteadily, his entire face covered in wounds of all sizes.
“Qi Shen?” Seeing him, Su Qianyi felt an immediate sense of unease. “Don’t tell me you couldn’t even deal with Li Qingqing?”
“If you’re so capable, why didn’t you go kill her yourself?” Qi Shen’s gaze toward her grew colder.
“What did you do to Li Qingqing?” Upon hearing her name, Feng Hao struggled violently.
Qi Shen forced out a ferocious smile and limped over to him. “My good brother, she beat me into this state. You don’t care about me, but you care about her instead?”
Hearing that Li Qingqing was safe, the tight knot in Feng Hao’s heart finally loosened.
Qi Shen hated that look more than anything.
Despite his injuries, he raised his fist and, using all his strength, smashed it into Feng Hao’s abdomen.
Feng Hao immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, choking on it as he coughed violently.
“Wen Qing really has terrible taste, to fall in love with someone like you. Tell me—if she knew what you look like now, would she still love you?”
Feng Hao laughed again. It seemed Elder Qing still hadn’t told him the truth.
“What are you laughing at!” Qi Shen saw his scornful smile and felt utterly humiliated.
“I’m laughing at you, you beast—falling in love with your own sister, then killing her with your own hands. Do you even understand what love is?”
“When you were born, I should have begged Elder Qing to kill you. A bastard like you never should have lived!”
“What did you say… say that again!” Qi Shen grabbed Feng Hao by the shoulders and shook him violently, again and again, desperately seeking the truth that had already been spoken.
The violent shaking caused Feng Hao’s head to slam repeatedly into the stone. Blood poured from the back of his head, staining a large patch of the rock red.
Afraid he would beat Feng Hao to death, Su Qianyi hurried to pull him away. “Are you insane? If you kill him, what leverage will I have left?”
Qi Shen was already on the brink of madness. He suddenly looked up, but seeing only the cave walls and no sky, he lowered his head again.
“Yes, I am insane!”
Su Qianyi looked at him with disgust, wondering how someone like this had ever become the leader of the Wolf Tribe—possessing neither brains nor strength.
“Stop obsessing over that ridiculous incest story of yours. Is there anything worth glorifying about it?” Her mocking words stabbed straight into his heart.
The final string in his mind snapped. He raised his hand, sharp claws flashing, and slashed at Su Qianyi’s face.
Caught completely off guard, Su Qianyi had her entire face ruined in an instant.
“Ah!” She screamed. The pain and the sensation of warm blood flowing down nearly overwhelmed her.
Gathering her strength, she thrust one hand straight into his chest. “If you’re so eager to see your sister, I’ll send you to her the same way.”
Qi Shen had foolishly believed that the woman before him was his ally, that no matter what, she wouldn’t go for the kill.
“The gods… the gods won’t let you go.”
“Hahahahaha! Who do you think you are? Do you think you’re still of any use to her? Compared to you, she’d much rather work with me.” As she spoke, she pulled her hand out of his chest.
Qi Shen collapsed straight to the ground, already lifeless.
Feng Hao witnessed everything, yet his expression was eerily calm.
“Did you see your good brother’s fate?” she said. “If you didn’t still have some value, you’d be next.”
She stripped the beast hide from Qi Shen’s body, wiped her blood-soaked hands clean, and then left the cave.
On the other side, the Silver Tiger Tribe was solemnly preparing Li Yue’s funeral.
At the altar, the High Priest was performing a purification ritual for Li Yue, chanting incantations that Li Qingqing couldn’t understand.
Li Yue’s only close relatives were Li Qingqing and Chi Chenyan.
They stood beside Li Yue’s body. Li Qingqing was barely holding herself together, while Chi Chenyan could only stand with her support.
He had cried for days; his tears were long dried up. Coupled with his already frail health, he looked half-dead.
Some people had already begun whispering.
“Chi Chenyan won’t live much longer either,” someone said with deep regret.
Chi Chenyan endured until the purification ritual ended, then finally collapsed.
“Father!”
Seeing this, Chi Lin rushed onto the altar and carried him down.
Once off the altar, his condition seemed to improve slightly; some color returned to his face.
But his voice was still weak. “Qingqing…” He beckoned to her. “I have something to tell you.”
A vague sense of dread rose in Li Qingqing’s heart.
“Father, please speak.” She reached out and held his hand, her tears dripping onto it.
“Don’t cry… I’m going to find your mother. We argued for so many years—who would’ve thought it would all end with her death.”
“But… I can’t live without her…”
He then looked at Chi Lin beside them. “From now on, in this world, only you, Xiaoxi, and Qingqing are the closest family. You’re the elder brother—you must take care of them…”
Chi Lin was in tears, not yet able to answer, when blood began to flow from Chi Chenyan’s mouth.
Li Qingqing frantically tried to pry his mouth open. “Father, don’t!”
But in the end, he chose to join Li Yue by biting his tongue and killing himself.
Within just a few days, Li Qingqing had lost both parents. Unable to bear it any longer, she sank to the ground.
When she saw Ling Mo and the others arrive, she forced herself to stand. “Have you found her?”
Ling Mo shook his head. “Su Qianyi is like she vanished into thin air. We searched the entire tribe and couldn’t catch even a trace of her scent.”
Su Qianyi, go ahead and hide. One day, I’ll tear you to pieces.
Li Qingqing looked at the four of them, then scanned the crowd, yet still couldn’t see Feng Hao.
By all logic, no matter how heartbroken or withdrawn he was, he should have appeared on a day like this.
“Where’s Feng Hao?” she asked Chi Lin, who was usually closest to him.
Chi Lin shook his head. “No idea where he’s gone.”
Xiao Ziye cursed, “Damn it, don’t tell me he teamed up with Su Qianyi and defected?”
Li Qingqing shot him a glare. “Don’t talk nonsense. Feng Hao is absolutely not that kind of person.”
