Chapter 295 - 293: We Can’t Live Without You

Chapter 295: Chapter 293: We Can’t Live Without You

Shen Yue looked at the members of the White Tiger Clan who had suddenly appeared, eager to protect their master.

"What? You want a taste of my whip, too?"

The few members of the White Tiger Clan froze in place.

If even their king couldn’t withstand this power, how could they possibly be a match for this woman?

They had just witnessed with their own eyes how ferocious this woman was. Moreover, they had personally experienced just how frightening and terrifying that giant purple beast had been.

Although the purple beast had shrunk, it was still nestled in the child’s arms.

No matter how slow they were, they understood just who their Beast King had provoked.

They had originally thought the woman their Beast King was so unwilling to face, the source of a humiliation he refused to speak of, was some ugly female unworthy of him.

But they never expected her to be a powerful female whose immense strength shattered their perceptions.

This left them at a complete loss.

Kneeling on the ground, Yun Lie Ting was in so much pain he was on the verge of fainting. He wanted to stand, but he couldn’t even lift his legs.

Shen Yue walked over and stood before him, looking down on him imperiously.

Without a shred of mercy, she raised her hand and cracked the whip down again.

"Apologize!"

The vicious lash made Yun Lie Ting gasp sharply!

His face was contorted in agony. His incomparably handsome features were covered in streaks of blood.

His gaze was already losing focus, yet he refused to open his mouth.

The whip in Shen Yue’s hand hung in mid-air, its tip dripping with faint beads of blood.

The Vitality Power coiled around it ensured that every strike wasn’t just a physical torment, but an attack that crushed Yun Lie Ting’s pride and foundation.

Yun Lie Ting knelt on the ground, his spine bent like an ancient tree snapped by a gale.

His body was covered in a crisscrossing network of bloody welts. His majestic, beast-patterned robes were shredded to ribbons, revealing the gruesome whip marks beneath.

A stifled grunt escaped his throat. His crimson eyes were locked on the tips of Shen Yue’s shoes.

Even as his consciousness faded, the pride etched into his very bones stubbornly kept him from bowing his head.

The eyes of his White Tiger Clan subordinates reddened with anxiety, yet they didn’t dare take a single step forward.

Their hearts ached for him. Finally, they clenched their teeth and pleaded:

"Your Majesty! We beg you, just give in!"

"If you keep resisting, you’ll really lose your life!"

They had watched with their own eyes as their invincible Beast King was beaten by a female until he couldn’t even stand.

Moreover, the terrifying pressure radiating from this female, an aura so powerful it seemed to make heaven and earth tremble, left them utterly terrified even from a distance.

Shen Yue lowered her gaze, her icy stare sweeping over the kneeling Yun Lie Ting. Her voice was as cold as ice.

"Yun Lie Ting, I’ll ask you one last time. For your vicious words to Wubao, for repeatedly testing my limits, apologize."

She stressed the last word, and with a slight tremble of her whip, the air let out a piercing hum.

Yun Lie Ting abruptly raised his eyes, his handsome face smeared with blood and dirt.

His lips were bitten and bleeding. He mustered his last ounce of strength and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:

"I... Yun Lie Ting... will never... in this life... bow my head to anyone... let alone... you..."

That time in Beastification City was the humiliation of his life.

He would never be broken by this woman a second time.

But before his voice could fade, Shen Yue’s wrist snapped.

"CRACK—!!"

This time, she held nothing back.

The intensified Vitality Power, like a roaring dragon, smashed violently into the back of Yun Lie Ting’s heart!

"PFFT—"

A mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed from his lips, splattering onto the dirt before him and spreading into a glaring crimson stain.

His whole body convulsed violently. The body he had been struggling to support finally gave out, and only by bracing himself with his arms did he avoid collapsing completely into the mud.

The faint sound of cracking bones reached the ears of everyone present.

Wubao’s small body shuddered. He clutched tightly to the corner of Shen Yue’s clothes and whispered:

"Female mother... He... he looks like he’s not going to make it..."

No matter how much he disliked this fierce man, he was still the Father who shared his blood.

The softness in a child’s heart could not be suppressed.

Shen Yue glanced down at her son, but her actions didn’t waver for a moment.

She slowly squatted down, her fingertips pinching Yun Lie Ting’s bloodstained chin, forcing him to raise his head and meet her abyss-like, frigid eyes.

"Yun Lie Ting, you remember this."

"My, Shen Yue’s, child is not some burden you can yell at when you feel like it or claim when it suits you."

"So what if you’re the king of the White Tiger Clan? In my presence, you’re nothing but a disobedient wild tiger that needs to be taught a lesson."

"Apologize today, and I’ll let you live."

"If you don’t..."

She paused, the whip resting lightly against the side of his neck. Another fraction of an inch and it would slice through his throat.

"Then I will see to it that the White Tiger Clan has no king."

Every word was cold, ruthless, and devoid of any jest.

She had to tame this tiger today.

Back in Beastification City, the reason she had to use that... special method on him was because he was resistant to drugs.

The aphrodisiac she had given him was completely ineffective.

She had to resort to many different tactics just to handle him.

He was wild and untamable, stubborn to the bone. In Beastification City, he had even nearly ruined her important plans.

Yun Lie Ting’s unfocused pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the woman just inches from his face.

There was no affection in those eyes, only cold determination and an overwhelming dominance that crushed all in its path.

He remembered the humiliation of being chained by her in Beastification City, the excruciating pain of being whipped until he passed out, and his current wretched state, kneeling before her without even the strength to resist...

He remembered how she did as she pleased with him, even using a potent drug on him...

His pride screamed, it roared, it desperately told him—death before dishonor.

But reality was a great mountain, crushing him mercilessly.

He was the king. If he died, the White Tiger Clan would be left without a leader, descending into internal strife and slaughter.

He was Wubao’s Father. If he died, he would never even have the chance to make it up to his child.

What’s more, the woman before him really did dare to kill him.

His Adam’s apple bobbed violently. Dignity and reality clashed madly in his chest, tearing him apart. The pain was so intense it felt like his very organs were convulsing.

The surrounding members of the White Tiger Clan were already pleading through their tears:

"Your Majesty! We’re begging you! Just apologize!"

"For the sake of the clan, for the young Beast King, please just bow your head!"

"We can’t lose you!"

Their pleas hammered against Yun Lie Ting’s already collapsing spirit.

He squeezed his eyes shut, his long lashes matted with blood and sweat. His body trembled uncontrollably.

After a long, long time, that spine that would rather die than yield finally, little by little, began to bend.

It bent with bone-deep humiliation, with heart-rending defiance, with a pride that had been utterly shattered.

In a voice that was almost too faint to hear, hoarse and trembling, he spoke, syllable by syllable:

"I’m... sor... ry..."

Those two simple words seemed to drain every last bit of strength from his body.

The moment the words left his mouth, Yun Lie Ting could hold on no longer. His vision went black, and he collapsed, unconscious, into the dust.

Shen Yue watched him fall unconscious. The hand gripping the whip slowly loosened. She stood up, the oppressive aura around her gradually receding.

She looked down at Wubao, her tone instantly softening as she reached out to ruffle his hair.

"Were you scared?"

Wubao shook his head. With a complicated expression on his little face, he looked at the unconscious Yun Lie Ting on the ground and whispered:

"Female mother, he... he won’t be mean to Wubao anymore, will he?"

Shen Yue sneered, her gaze sweeping over the wretched White Tiger Beast King on the ground. Her tone was indifferent.

"If there’s a next time, I won’t be striking at his flesh, but at his life."

A few of the White Tiger Clan subordinates hurried forward and carefully lifted the unconscious Yun Lie Ting.

Shen Yue didn’t bother watching them. She picked up Wubao and turned to walk out of the forest.

She left only a single, cold sentence to drift on the wind:

"Control your king. Don’t let him provoke me again."

"And if he ever dares to try and snatch my child again, next time, I won’t mind taking his life directly."

The few White Tiger Clan subordinates froze, a chill running down their spines.

They didn’t dare to move, nor did they dare to speak.

’How could we dare repeat that to our king! And besides, he’s so badly injured, we don’t even know if he’ll survive!’

The wind swept through the forest, kicking up blood-stained dust and fallen leaves, leaving nothing but ruin in its wake.

Without a backward glance, Shen Yue carried Wubao and walked away.