CHAPTER 163: CHAPTER 154: RIGHT AND WRONG_1

He was very handsome.

She liked handsome people, and she instinctively reached out toward him.

The handsome male, who looked like a god, slowly bowed his head. His pure white eyes blinked gently, the corners of his lips curved up, and he smiled tenderly at her.

Seeing the perfect smile before her, she felt a rare flicker of joy in her heart.

Her emotions seemed barren; very few things could touch her.

But for this particularly handsome male in front of her, she could feel a sense of fondness.

However, this male did not hold her in his arms for long. He handed her over to another pair of Beastmen.

She felt a bit reluctant. She looked at him.

He smiled tenderly at her again and said to the Beastmen holding her, "City Lord Xue Lin. This is Si Yan. I entrust her to you. Please take good care of her. When she grows up, I will come to take her away."

"Alright. You can rest assured, Lord Bai Feng."

After the handsome male set her down, he seemed to be in a hurry, as if he was avoiding something.

He gave her one last look, then quickly turned and left.

She watched him leave, a faint sense of reluctance in her heart.

But this faint feeling quickly disappeared.

She settled down in this city. She was taken to a house that resembled a small earthen mound.

At first, people took care of her every day.

But later, they seemed to realize she could not speak and showed no emotions. Gradually, more and more people deliberately came to bully her.

"Look, the Second Miss is a fool!"

"She’s so dull! Look, we bully her, and she doesn’t react at all."

"Shh, don’t let the Lord of the Castle see."

"What’s there to be afraid of? Although the Lord of the Castle gives her good food and drink, he doesn’t really seem to care about her. Who knows if he truly cares?"

The memory fragments flashed by quickly, almost all of them memories of being bullied.

She was bullied and scolded, but she felt no anger.

When she fell sick, no one cared; she felt no anger then either.

Once, someone even cut off her water. She was thirsty for three days before water was brought to her; she almost died.

Then one day, a young female not much older than her appeared in her life.

The young female had two little hair buns, something Si Yan did not have.

She faintly felt that she also really wanted two little hair buns. She was a bit envious of her.

She watched the two little hair buns approach her. Gradually, those buns seemed to turn into devil’s horns.

This girl bullied her more fiercely and excessively than anyone else!

She said with disgust, "You must be the second one, right? Look at you, so foolish-looking."

"With a face like that, how could the Great Shaman possibly like you?!"

"Having such a stupid female for a sister, you’re making me lose face all over Myriad Beasts City."

"You, throw a snake on her! Let’s see if she dodges."

"HAHAHA, she doesn’t dodge! She doesn’t dodge at all!!!"

"So stupid! HAHAHA, how can anyone be so stupid!"

Little Si Yan’s eyes trembled slightly.

She didn’t like these long, slippery worm-like things.

She felt a little afraid.

But she didn’t know how to resist, so she endured the bullying and was often covered in wounds.

She missed her handsome brother.

Then one day, those who had bullied her hurriedly came to tend to her wounds, dress her properly, and tidy up her room.

And when all this was done, her handsome brother arrived.

Bai Feng had arrived.

During the days he was there, he was always coming and going, seeming to talk to many people.

She really wanted to tell her handsome brother that these people bullied her.

But her emotions were muted, her thoughts vague. She had no idea how to express herself.

He came in a hurry and left just as quickly.

After he left, her room was empty aside from some toys he had brought.

And every time Bai Feng left,

the one who bullied her would become even more cruel.

Because of the daily bullying, the little girl, only two or three years old, gradually came to deeply understand one emotion—fear.

She didn’t want to be bullied.

Insect bites really hurt so much.

So many snakes, so very many snakes... Yan Yan is so scared...

Who can take Yan Yan away? Yan Yan doesn’t want to stay here.

Yan Yan doesn’t want to be here...

When she was bullied, she would sometimes cry out in fear, but the moment she reacted, it was met with others’ laughter and intensified bullying.

One monstrous snake after another crawled toward her.

She didn’t know how to escape; terror made her violently fling away the snake in her hand.

Day by day, in this repeating cycle of fear and anticipation, she became traumatized, and she also grew up.

That wicked female threw her into the Snake Pit; the wicked female knew she was afraid of snakes and wanted snakes to bite her to death.

But she didn’t die.

Driven by instinct, she crawled out of the Snake Pit. She wanted to flee, running blindly without a destination.

Eventually, she left Myriad Beasts City.

On the road, she encountered a Black Tiger Beastman covered in blood. She stole everything from him, including his beast-hide pelt.

She was found by a group of Bear Beastmen, who took her to their tribe.

Having eaten so little for so long, she was very small; and because her journey had been so harsh, she was very dirty.

The Wolf Beastmen and Bear Beastmen of this tribe seemed to look down on her, yet they were reluctant to abandon a female Beastman.

So they settled her in a corner of the tribe, distributing some meat to her according to tribal rules and letting her fend for herself.

No one took care of her, so she could only relieve herself indiscriminately. Not knowing how to tidy up, her cave was a total mess.

Gradually, she felt her belly growing larger.

Two months later, she laid four eggs.

Her instincts made her cherish these four eggs.

Every day she held these four eggs, humming random, tuneless songs.

Another two months passed, and the eggs hatched. Four little snake hatchlings emerged, naturally affectionate toward her.

Snakes, snakes, snakes! They were snakes! Snakes would bite her, snakes would hurt her!

She was traumatized, so scared she couldn’t bear it.

As days passed, the little snake hatchlings slowly grew. They noticed that when their mother was silent, she would just stare blankly, doing nothing.

She was exceptionally lazy. The cave was never tidied, nor would she prepare food; she could only wait for the food allocated by the tribe to avoid starving.

Whenever they changed into their serpentine forms, their mother would fly into a rage, beating and yelling at them furiously.

Until one time, lightning struck from the sky, hitting trees in the forest.

The trees ignited, starting a massive forest fire. Xi Qing found her when she had gotten lost in the forest.

However, Xi Qing, frightened by the forest fire, transformed in front of her. She suddenly flew into a panic-driven rage, pushing Xi Qing into the fire.

"AH AH AH! Snake, snake, snake!"

She burned Xi Qing’s face.

Half of Xi Qing’s face was burned. He was in great pain and terrified.

But the hatchlings didn’t realize that their mother, too, was terrified.

She hadn’t meant to.

She really hadn’t meant to.

I’m sorry. I’m truly very sorry.

She looked at her cubs howling in pain, and tears instantly filled her eyes.

She felt incredibly powerless. Waves of regret and sadness flooded her usually barren emotional state.

Yet, she didn’t even know how to apologize.

She watched her cubs hide from her in fear; she saw the way their gazes changed when they looked at her.

What should she do? Might she hurt her cubs again?

She can’t raise them well. She just can’t.

Then, one day, a female Bear Beastman approached her.

The Bear Beastman told her they would give her two beast-hide pelts if they could take two of her cubs to raise.

They smiled, promising they would be good to her cubs, feed them, give them drink, and not burn them.

At that time, unable to discern right from wrong, Si Yan lifted her head to look into the faces of Xiong Rou and the others.

Perhaps this was a good thing for her cubs.

She agreed.

She pressed her handprint on the contract.

And as she pressed her handprint, she saw the look in her cubs’ eyes gradually turn to hatred.