And indeed, just as Pan Lin had imagined, they were caught up by Beining in less than half a day, blocking their path.
Pan Lin fought to the death, but Beining directly cut off his tail, seized his vital spot, and lifted him high into the air, smirking at her, who looked frail and helpless.
"Those three are still lying half-dead at the tribe's entrance. If you want this one to bleed to death or to be eaten by wild beasts, I can easily finish them off."
Tangtang shivered from the cold, and Beining's appearance made her painfully aware of the consequences of their disparity in strength. As she watched Pan Lin's severed tail and the bright red blood soaking a large patch of the white snow, her heart clenched, "Let him go, I'll go with you."
"Not bad, a clever girl. Although you're a bit ugly, your mind is sharp—beneficial for my future achievements. I, Beining, only a female with such exceptional intelligence could be worthy of me."
