In the dense forest near the coast, a rustling sound emerged as a group of robust, fierce-looking males pushed aside the obstructive underbrush, cursing in low voices.
The one-eyed Lion Beast at the front spat on the ground, "This is pathetic! Going crazy over a worthless female with low pregnancy value—Rah truly has lost it..."
Beside him, the Snake Beast turned pale and quickly tried to stop him, warning, "Keep your voice down, the leaders are just up ahead!"
"So what if they're ahead? Rah has mental issues, and Lan Ze is just a paper tiger. Who knows what it'll be like when we return to Black Thorn Valley..."
The Lion Beast's face, covered in bloodstains, flashed with viciousness, "I can't swallow this anger!"
He glanced at Lan Ze's group disguised as a caravan in the distance, gritting his teeth with malice, and turned to pull a female into the bushes, ignoring her tear-streaked face.
"Cry! Are your claws just for show?"
