Everyone's jaw hit the ground at once.
Hu Yan's words were so sharp, so cruel, and utterly merciless that the clearing felt colder than a snowstorm.
No one had ever expected this.
In the past, the great five-striped tiger barely spoke at all to females. At most, he may grunt or nod, maybe a single word if forced. Because of that, everyone thought he was the gentle type.
The quiet, stoic, and steady beastman. He was famous among the females, the dream male. Whether unmated or already mated, every female secretly wished she could crawl into his den.
And now…
This cold voice, these ruthless words… tearing Bai Lianhua's mask apart in front of everyone?
The wide-eyed females stared, as though they were seeing a stranger.
Meanwhile, Bai Lianhua looked like she'd choked on a thorny fish bone. Her throat bobbed, her lips quivered, and her teary eyes darted between Hu Yan and Su Qinglan.
