gentle beast

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Soon after, Felice was found by the tribe. He was dizzy from hunger because he hadn’t eaten in days.

As for Gus, he had been eaten by a black bear.

The black bear was caught by the leopards but his attitude was irritable and fierce. He waved a large paw and tried to attack the leopards.

Black bears were huge and powerful, and their strength shouldn’t be underestimated. Several of the leopards could barely subdue it.

But he was not very good at selecting opponent, and he opened his large mouth and mercilessly bit down toward the middle of the leopards around him.

“Chief!”

Several of the leopards hastened to step forward.

The beastman in the middle lifted his head and his blue eyes were bottomless. When the black bear attacked, he extended his arm and held his palm directly to the black bear’s jaw.

His eyes forcefully glanced over him and in the next moment, the sound of the black bear’s jaw cracking and falling off could be heard.

At the same time, he grabbed the black bear’s waving hands and, with a little force, threw the bear to the ground.

The bear landed heavily and the ground shook.

The bear struggled unwillingly and bodily fluids leaked from his crooked mouth. He tried to stand up from the ground.

Ryan clasped his claws around the bear’s throat and licked his teeth. His voice fell crudely and heavily, seemingly shackling his ears, “I hear my people are in your stomach?”

The bear glared at him with muddy eyes and uttered an angry growl.

Ryan’s eyes lowered and fell on the slightly bulging belly of the bear. His eyes flashed coldly and he straightened, raising his boot towards the bear’s head, and he stomped down. He told his tribe, “Cut open his belly and send Gus to his parents.”

The bear’s voice sounded out from behind and Ryan explained what was going to happen, then he turned and walked toward his home.

His house was still the same as three years ago, and nothing had changed.

Only the cabin where Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu made her gunpowder was locked and never opened.

Ryan pushed the door open and entered, his eyes never shifting toward the middle bedroom.

There was no sign of Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu’s existence in the house. She had not left many of her things. On the night she fled, she had cleaned up everything.

Except for a small kitten pendant.

It was something that Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu hung on her phone, because it resembled Gǔn Gǔn at home. It hadn’t been picked up.

Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu’s phone had fallen out of her backpack that night and the pendant fell off. She couldn’t find it and never picked it up.

The kitten pendant was in the cupboard at the side and Ryan walked passed it without looking at it.

There was dust in the area, like no one had took care of it.

Ryan lay on his bed for a rest and was awakened at noon by a clansman.

His temper wasn’t great after waking and his eyebrows were furrowed, his voice indifferent, “What?”

The man swallowed down his saliva and felt that chief had become more and more terrible over the past three years. Unlike the bear’s claws, this was a deep-seated kind of oppression. A single look in the eye would make his heart pulse in fear and his courage plummet.