Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off Chapter 590: The Trap Finally Closed

Without wasting time, she rose immediately. Shi Feng, having also silently gotten up from beside the wooden fence, prepared to follow her.

Before departing, Su Qinglan naturally bent down towards her three cubs who were frolicking in the yard.

She bestowed a soft kiss upon each of their cheeks, much to the cubs' immediate delight.

However, as she lifted her head, her gaze fell upon three exceedingly jealous stares fixed upon her.

Hu Yan, Han Jue, and Xuan Long were all regarding the cubs with dark expressions.

Hu Yan, in particular.

His face unequivocally communicated his thoughts...

Why did the cubs receive kisses first?

Su Qinglan nearly erupted into laughter.

These men... how could they possibly be envious of their own offspring? Discreetly, she tiptoed and bestowed a light kiss on each of their cheeks as well.

Only then did their sullen countenances begin to improve.

Meanwhile, Shi Feng had already proceeded outside, entirely oblivious to the entire exchange.

Soon after, Su Qinglan emerged with a radiant expression and followed Li Quan towards Yue Lian’s dwelling, with Shi Feng quietly trailing behind them.

Before long, they reached their destination. Though the wooden house appeared silent from the exterior, faint sounds of crying could already be detected within.

Yue Lian’s other mate quickly came out to greet them. Yet, upon noticing Shi Feng, he immediately lowered his head in a show of respect.

"Brother beastman... My female is currently in distress. Kindly wait outside."

Shi Feng gave a calm nod. He had no intention of entering another female’s residence, particularly at such a delicate juncture.

Su Qinglan also offered him a slight wave.

"I shall go inside first."

Shi Feng acknowledged with a small nod, while Li Quan remained outside, anxiously beside him.

Then, Su Qinglan stepped alone into the wooden house. The instant she entered, the first sound that reached her was Yue Lian’s anguished cries.

The female was curled up on the bed, clutching her abdomen, her face ashen with pain. Su Qinglan's expression shifted abruptly.

What had transpired?

Why was she suddenly experiencing such intense agony?

But before she could even approach, her entire body abruptly froze. She sensed another presence within the room.

Someone else was present. Her instincts ignited instantaneously.

Almost in the same second, she cautiously moved her hand towards her stomach, stepping backward and intending to exit the room immediately.

Suddenly, something cold and sharp was pressed against her back.

A chilling aura enveloped her being. Then, a cold, gloomy voice slowly resonated beside her ear.

"Female..."

The voice was low and terrifying.

"If you dare to cry out and alert your feeble husband waiting outside..."

The sharp object at her back pressed slightly deeper.

"Then, before he can reach you..."

A faint, sinister chuckle reached her ears.

"My dragon blade will plunge straight through you..."

The voice grew colder and darker.

"So... consider carefully."

"And give careful thought to the cubs within your belly as well."

Su Qinglan remained frozen, her heart pounding against her ribs like a war drum. The air in the dimly lit room felt thick, heavy with peril. Merely moments ago, everything had seemed ordinary. Now, a chill coursed through her veins.

Her gaze fixed upon Yue Lian, who had been sobbing loudly only seconds prior.

The girl’s tears ceased abruptly, as if severed by a blade. Yue Lian sat with a pale, bloodless face, her shoulders trembling.

But her eyes... those eyes held a deep-seated grudge and a piercing glare directed squarely at Su Qinglan, brimming with animosity.

Su Qinglan's expression contorted into one of ferocity. Her brows furrowed deeply, and her lips were pressed into a tight, thin line.

She understood. She knew Yue Lian was instrumental in this sudden ambush.

A low, amused chuckle emanated from the man positioned directly behind her. The sound sent shivers crawling down her spine.

"So fierce," he murmured, his voice smooth yet laced with danger. "This is precisely what I admire most about you."

Sweat beaded on Su Qinglan’s temples. Her hand instinctively moved to her swollen belly, cradling it gently.

The baby within kicked forcefully, as if sensing the imminent threat.

"Damn it all," she thought. "I should never have come here." Why had she entered this room? Now, she was ensnared.

Gritting her teeth, she forced her voice out, maintaining a cold and steady tone. "What do you desire?"

The man behind her chuckled again, this time lower, almost intimately. "Undeniably, you."

Anger surged through Su Qinglan like boiling oil. Her blood pressure spiked, causing the edges of her vision to blur. She ground her teeth even harder.

"Rong Yanchen. Do not push your fortune too far."

The man moved closer. A smile spread across his face.

"Su Qinglan. You haven't even seen my face, yet you recognize me so readily. Might I presume... this is the affection you hold for me? That you can identify me even across different realms?"

His voice carried a playful inflection, but Su Qinglan felt nothing but utter revulsion.

Had it not been for the sharp point digging into her back, she would have surely jabbed her elbow into his chest. His warm breath tickled her neck, causing the fine hairs there to stand on end with intense disgust.

Rong Yanchen clearly found the situation amusing.

He had completely altered his appearance... new clothing, a changed voice, even his posture was different. Yet she had recognized him immediately.

How? he pondered internally.

Since her disguise had been seen through, there was no longer any need for pretense.

"Then follow me quietly, my sweet female," he whispered, his lips grazing dangerously close to her ear.

"Or I cannot guarantee my hand will not slip."

Su Qinglan’s body tensed.

"Aren't you afraid my beast husband will burst in here if you dare push this further?"

Rong Yanchen suddenly let out a laugh, a deep, derisive sound that reverberated in the silent chamber.

"You speak of that lion beastman? The one who is utterly incomparable to my strength?" He inhaled deeply, his tone saturated with haughtiness.

"Female, my power vastly surpasses his. Why do you not abandon him? Come with me. I will make you my female, the sovereign of Fox Beast City."

He moved even closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper.

"That lion beastman is merely an eighth-rank warrior. I am a ninth-rank lord. How can you possibly compare us? The feeble lion wouldn't have even detected my presence. Even now, he awaits you outside, completely oblivious."