Beast World: The Crazy Female Is Chased by Five Beast Husbands - Chapter 30

Yet at the same time, she felt a sense of relief.

At the very least, the five consorts who had married into her household harbored no ulterior motives toward her.

That alone was enough.

Not long after Lord Zhōng left, she composed herself and quietly slipped out from behind the rockery, making her way toward the Phoenix Palace.

But what kind of night was this?

No sooner had she accidentally overheard the conversation between Zhōng Hè and his father at the rockery than she caught sight of a familiar figure while passing through the peach grove.

Like a thief, she instinctively ducked behind a peach tree to hide.

Almost immediately, she regretted it.

What was wrong with her? Why hide?

Wouldn’t it have been better to walk past openly?

Now here she was, forced to eavesdrop like some petty criminal.

If no one noticed, fine but if she were caught, wouldn’t she die of embarrassment?

Though Lí Xuányuè grumbled inwardly, her gaze remained fixed on the peach grove.

In the dim light, the flickering glow of lanterns cast an air of mystery over the orchard.

The intertwined branches above seemed like countless lovers embracing, unwilling to part.

At that moment, the two figures in the grove stood sizing each other up.

Neither spoke.

Only when a breeze stirred, sending peach blossoms fluttering between them, did the stalemate break.

“You seem to be doing quite well here?”

The mocking words carried a hint of envy.

Jùn Mò hadn’t expected Jùn Hé to still be able to feign indifference before him at a time like this.

He had already fallen to such depths what right did he have to act so superior?

The sight of him made Jùn Mò itch to tear him apart.

Why should he still carry himself with such arrogance in front of him?

Shouldn’t he be kneeling at his feet, begging for mercy?

A shadow flickered in Jùn Mò’s eyes.

He took a deep breath and continued.

“Do you know why I was the one sent to visit you, and not someone else?”

The mere mention of it made Jùn Mò eager to gloat.

“Because Father said you’re nothing more than a disposable pawn to him.”

Jùn Hé’s gaze turned as sharp as a blade, piercing through Jùn Mò as if to rend him limb from limb.

Jùn Mò had spoken these words deliberately, hoping to see Jùn Hé crushed by the revelation.

But under that icy stare, he suddenly felt a chill crawl up his spine.

Yet when he saw the faintest crack in Jùn Hé’s perpetually indifferent facade, an inexplicable satisfaction surged within him.

“I know this truth may be hard for you to accept,” Jùn Mò said with smug superiority. “But those were Father’s exact words.”

“Third Brother, in the past, your mother shielded you, so you never realized Father treated you no differently from the rest of us. In fact, your circumstances were sometimes worse.”

Leaning in, Jùn Mò sneered into Jùn Hé’s ear.

“Do you know how Fifth Brother died?”

“It was because of you!”

Jun Mo cast a sidelong glance at Jun He’s twisted face, his eyes brimming with smug satisfaction.

“Hmph, if he hadn’t stood by your side back then, speaking up for you and sneaking into the secret chamber to steal the antidote for you, how could he have ended up pierced by a hail of arrows?”

“So you see, it was all fate.”

Jun Mo deliberately emphasized his words with deep meaning. “Fate has decreed that you’ll spend your entire life beneath my heel, and everyone who helps you will die because of you!”

He bit down hard on the word “die,” the malice in his eyes unmistakable.

It was as if he wanted to hurl his opponent into an abyss from which he could never escape.

Jun He’s clenched fist on his right side finally lost control, swinging viciously toward Jun Mo’s face.

“Ugh, you!”

Caught completely off guard in his moment of gloating, Jun Mo’s head snapped to the side from the force of the blow.

When he turned back, disbelief still lingered in his eyes before an overwhelming rage surged through him.

“You’re asking for death!”

Jun Mo had never been struck in the face before Jun He was the first.

And for it to be a discarded pawn, abandoned even by their father how could he tolerate such humiliation?

A faint purple glow slowly radiated from his palm before shooting straight toward Jun He.

“Bang!”

Jun He had no time to dodge. A muffled groan escaped him as crimson bl00d spilled from the corner of his lips.

He looked utterly disheveled.

Yet, inexplicably, Jun Mo felt a strange sense of satisfaction, his gaze growing even more venomous as he stared at Jun He.

“Do you still think you’re the Third Prince of the Serpent Clan?”

Even as he attacked, he didn’t miss the chance to hurl insults.

“Pah! Now you’re no better than a dog. What right do you have to act so high and mighty? You’re not even worthy!”

“You worthless trash!”

Jun Mo’s face twisted with fury as he spat down at him.

Jun He’s twelve meridians had been sealed back in the Serpent Clan, leaving him powerless to use any spiritual energy.

Under Jun Mo’s relentless assault, he was like a fish on a chopping board—utterly at his mercy.

In no time, his pristine white silk robes were stained with bl00d and grime.

But a bloodthirsty madness flickered in Jun Mo’s eyes.

“Let me finish you off.”

Seeing Jun He in such a state, Jun Mo showed no intention of letting up. He raised his foot, poised to stomp down viciously on Jun He’s chest.

It was clear he truly meant to cripple him.

To ensure he could never rise again.

A mocking sneer curled at Jun He’s lips.

At the critical moment, a golden light suddenly shot toward Jun Mo.

Caught off guard, Jun Mo who had been smirking in triumph, thrilled at the thought of humiliating and destroying Jun He was sent flying backward by the unexpected strike.

“Gah!”

A spray of scarlet bl00d arced through the air.

Then, the pink robed figure of Li Xuanyue appeared before Jun He.

Jun He’s gaze froze for a moment before he pushed himself up with one hand, half-sitting on the ground.

Like a delicate beauty akin to Lin Daiyu, her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, evoking pity at first sight.

“Are you alright?”

Li Xuanyue studied his pale, exquisite face, now marred with pain.

It seemed the Second Prince’s assault had left him in a sorry state.

“Thank you, Princess, for saving me.”

Jun He gasped as he expressed his gratitude to Li Xuan Yue.

Meanwhile, Jun Mo, who had been knocked away some distance, never in his wildest dreams imagined that someone would step forward to rescue Jun He at this critical moment.