The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 173 - 170: Assassination (Part 2)

"Be gentle, it’s still just a cub."

She glanced at Corbin Crowley holding Caleb Manning, who was in cub form, tossed aside the leftover sweet stalk, and hurried over to cradle him in her hands.

After thoroughly checking him over, she found no major issues and breathed a sigh of relief.

This little guy was quite resilient and didn’t suffer any real harm.

He just ended up filthy all over.

She took the little fellow over to the Umbraflow riverside to clean him, and afterward, wrapped him in clean beast hide to dry him off.

Looking at such an adorable little cub, her heart softened, "Poor little fellow, did falling hurt? Let me massage you."

She completely forgot this was Caleb Manning.

The little tiger nestled in her arms, letting out low whimpering sounds in its throat, as if whining or complaining.

Corbin Crowley followed behind, his silver eyes slightly narrowed, speaking in a displeased tone: "This little creature is quite an actor, it’s just a fall, is it really necessary?"

She looked up at him, her tone indifferent: "Why don’t you try falling?"

Corbin Crowley was taken aback and snorted coldly, saying no more.

Kian Sterling approached with a smile, "Luna, this little tiger seems quite attached to you, why not let me hold it?"

Before Luna Sutton could respond, Caleb Manning in her arms instantly bristled, baring his teeth at Kian Sterling, showing no trace of adorable fluffiness, but rather extreme ferocity.

With a stance that said, "Try touching me if you dare."

Kian Sterling raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise: "Oh, such a temper."

Thinking inwardly, though Caleb Manning has regressed to a cub, his memory is all lost, but his fondness for the females hasn’t changed one bit.

Also, while Caleb Manning has regressed to a cub now, he’ll eventually recover in the future, keeping him around remains a threat.

Hesitantly considering finding an opportunity to secretly deal with the matter.

But the premise is to keep Luna unaware.

Rhys Blackwood approached with a cold face, his gaze pausing on the little tiger in Luna Sutton’s arms for a moment.

Instantly recognizing this was Caleb Manning in regressed cub form, it’s unexpected Luna found him and is thinking of adopting.

But he said nothing, adopt if she must.

No big deal, just find a chance to secretly dispose of it.

"Luna, there are many matters here at The Salt Lake, and the conditions are limiting. You are pregnant now, it’s really inappropriate to continue staying here, so let Zeke Veridian escort you back."

He suddenly said in an indifferent tone.

The tribe has a leader watching, as well as the witch doctor and many elderly females who have nurtured cubs before, anything is better than staying at The Salt Lake.

Mia is already dead, no one would pester Luna.

Corbin Crowley, hearing this, thinking of parting with Luna, a trace of reluctance flickered in his eyes.

But Luna is indeed unfit to continue staying at The Salt Lake.

He stayed silent for a while, frowned and said: "I’d rather escort her back."

Rhys Blackwood glanced at him indifferently: "The leader has entrusted you with The Salt Lake, do you think it’s appropriate to leave?"

Corbin Crowley was momentarily speechless from Rhys Blackwood’s questioning, his expression turned gloomy.

Luna Sutton saw this and quickly spoke to ease the situation: "The Salt Lake can’t do without you. How about letting Kian accompany me back? I’ll need to study ceramics next, and require someone to assist me. Kian is meticulous, perfect for this task."

With Kian Sterling’s background still a mystery, separating means the mission can’t proceed.

Though the mission has a one-month deadline, the matters at The Salt Lake aren’t something that can be finished in a short span.

Naturally, Kian Sterling should stay by her side.

Kian Sterling’s fox-like eyes squinted, filled with a smiling expression: "Luna is giving me a chance to show my prowess?"

She shot a indifferent glance his way: "Why, don’t want to come back with me?"

Kian Sterling chuckled, "How could that be? Being able to follow Luna is pure happiness for me."

"Isn’t that settled then?"

She said helplessly.

Corbin Crowley, conflicted, his silver eyes flashed a trace of displeasure, but eventually said nothing more.

The next day, at dawn, after Luna Sutton had eaten, she left The Salt Lake with Kian Sterling, starting their journey back to the tribe.

Kian Sterling transformed into the Nine-Tailed White Fox, his enormous snow-white body, elegantly swinging nine tails behind.

Luna Sutton rode on his back, holding the small tiger Caleb Manning, enjoying the picturesque journey.

Kian Sterling carried her across Caelvor.

The nine snow tails spread out into a fan shape in the wind, his fox ears twitching pleasantly: "Luna Sutton, hold tight, ahead is Soul’s End Cliff."

As soon as his words dropped, the white fox leapt towards the hundred-meter-wide cliff.

She clung tightly to Kian Sterling’s silver-white fur, while the small tiger exploded into a furball: "You’re doing this on purpose, Kian!"

The old fox’s chuckling voice resonated in the wind: "This way you’ll voluntarily clutch me tightly."

Suddenly, three Bone Arrows whistled through the air, aimed directly at Kian’s vital points.

Kian Sterling’s fox-like eyes narrowed, the nine tails swayed, instantly sidestepping. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The Bone Arrows whisked past Luna Sutton’s hair, embedding into a nearby tree trunk, emitting a humming vibration.

"Well, seems someone thinks I’ve lived too long."

Kian Sterling chuckled lightly, his tone lazy but carrying a trace of coldness.

Luna Sutton, clutching the little tiger, frowned and said: "Who dares to make a move in broad daylight? Could it be The Winged Tiger Tribe?"

Before Kian Sterling could reply, a group of Beastmen suddenly charged out from the surrounding woods, all transforming to their true forms, various in beast shape, all with strength above level five, each radiating intense killing intent.

Luna Sutton’s brow twitched, clearly startled by the scene before her eyes.

My goodness, where did such a formidable group of Beastmen come from?

She counted carefully, there were at least thirty or forty of them.

Leading them was The Eight-Tailed Red Fox, who transformed into human form, his bright red beast skin clothes like fire, his features exceedingly alluring.

Clearly a male, yet more beautiful than a woman.

With a cold sneer, he said: "Third Prince, it’s been a long time, I never thought you’d still be alive."

Kian Sterling’s eyes chilled, but the lazy smile remained on his lips, his fingertips igniting a wisp of purple-gold Fox Fire, in a ghostly tone: "Oh? An old acquaintance. Why, didn’t burn you to death back then, and now you’re rushing to throw away your life?"

The Eight-Tailed Red Fox’s eyes flickered with a trace of apprehension, but was quickly replaced by fierceness: "Do you think I’d still fear that Fox Fire of yours? Today, I’ll settle scores with interest."

He swung his hand energetically, his tone sharp: "Kill him for me, whoever can take his head and skin, shall be heavily rewarded."

Instantly, the Beastmen behind lunged ferociously.