Xi Qing's long hair had always covered this half of his face.
Until now, Si Yan had never seen this burned half of Xi Qing's face!
Si Yan suddenly froze in shock. In that instant, she recalled how, all this time, Xi Qing had never allowed her to touch his hair.
The injured half of his face was exposed to the air. The small snake Beastman, as if his most sensitive taboo had been violated, struggled wildly as if his life depended on it. "Let go of me! Let go of me!"
He didn't want anyone to see the burned half of his face, this ugly half of his face!
"Third Brother!" Bei Ji lashed out with punches and kicks at the bear cubs, but his strength was futile.
The bear cubs laughed mockingly.
Bear Three dragged Xi Qing's head to the riverside and said disdainfully, "Xi Qing, look at yourself. You're the ugliest male in the Yanxiang Tribe. No female will ever want you! No female will ever like you! Your own mother won't like you either. No Beastman will like you!"
