Favorite of the Beast-world: I Got Rich Through Farming-Chapter 65 - 64: Weeding Out the Traitor

An Jin was speechless. "You look disappointed."

"How could I be?"

Ling Hong managed a smile. A storm of complex emotions surged within him, and for a moment, he didn’t know what expression to wear.

A bitter smile would look awful.

"I thought... I thought you were dead..." He buried his face in her neck, his voice low and sorrowful. The corners of his eyes were a vulnerable red, as if he had just stopped crying.

’Who could have imagined that a man as tough as steel could actually shed tears?’

An Jin’s heart ached with a mix of emotions. She gently stroked the swollen corners of his eyes, carefully wiping away the tear stains. "It’s okay. Everything’s fine. I’m right here, aren’t I?"

Then, she rose onto her tiptoes and brought her lips to his ear, whispering, "I suspect there’s a traitor in our tribe. Let’s go back first and discuss this in more detail..."

Ling Hong’s wolf ears twitched. His expression immediately turned sharp, a frosty chill glinting in the depths of his eyes. "Alright," he nodded. "The tribe is camped nearby. I’ll take you to them."

He gave Chi Li a nod, agreeing to receive treatment for the next few days, then strode away with An Jin.

The few Beastmen who had accompanied him followed close behind.

Chi Li narrowed his eyes, watching their retreating figures. ’So, this female must be the one the Wolf Beast was searching for. For him to care so much... could she be his mate?’

This was Chi Li’s first time seeing An Jin.

At first glance, the female wasn’t particularly striking, but her appeal lay in her cleanliness. Her skin was clear, her aura was pure, and her light brown eyes held a resolve and innocence that were impossible to ignore.

Chi Li seemed to recall something.

The Bai Muhua flower.

She reminded him of a Bai Muhua flower he had seen as a child—a breathtaking splash of pure white in a sea of green.

...

The tribe had used two Crystal Cores to rent a large, stone-walled courtyard in a more remote part of the city. It had seven or eight large rooms, each one dozens of square meters in size.

Coincidentally, there was a small river nearby, which was convenient for the Beastmen to fetch water, given their massive consumption.

Nearly a hundred Beastmen lived together in the large courtyard. It was inevitably crowded, but the yard was kept very clean, which counted as excellent living conditions in the Beast World.

Before they even reached the courtyard, Ling Hong transformed into a Silver Wolf and bolted through the main gate. An Jin was right behind him and immediately spotted his head and tail, where half the fur had been burned off.

A half-bald wolf.

An Jin, "..."

Fortunately, most of the Beastmen were out hunting, leaving only a few behind in the courtyard. She quickly moved to block the view of him.

’This slow-witted wolf probably hasn’t even realized half his fur is gone.’

An Jin asked, "Have you been to the river lately?"

"Awooo?"

The Silver Wolf wagged his tail, thinking she wanted to eat fish. He was about to run toward the river when she grabbed him.

An Jin’s gaze was full of pity and tenderness as she gently stroked his bald wolf head. "...Maybe stay away from the river for a while. And don’t transform into your beast form as much. I think your human form is more handsome."

Under her overly "sympathetic" gaze, Ling Hong belatedly realized something was wrong. He ignored her advice and ran to the river to see for himself. His wolfish face instantly darkened.

For the next month, Ling Hong absolutely refused to transform into his beast form. An Jin was down one giant, fluffy body pillow.

...

「The next day」

After the other Beastmen had left to hunt, the two of them stayed in their room to discuss a plan.

The existence of a traitor was still just An Jin’s suspicion. She had only told Ling Hong, with no plans to mention it to anyone else for now, lest she tip off their enemy.

Ling Hong fell silent. It wasn’t that he was incapable of suspicion; he just couldn’t bring himself to believe that one of his own brothers would betray him. He couldn’t accept it, no matter who the traitor might be.

"Our route here was decided in secret by the tribe leaders," An Jin said. "Theoretically, no one else should have known about it. But the tribe that ambushed us had a trap planned well in advance. They first lured the tiger from the mountain, then launched their main attack. Isn’t that... too much of a coincidence?"

"Then what should we do?" Ling Hong asked. "Investigate them one by one?"

An Jin’s fingertips tapped lightly on the stone table. "I already have a suspect in mind..."

The two of them exchanged a look.

After spending so many days together, their silent understanding was so profound that they could practically read each other’s minds.