Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off Chapter 732: The Bandaged Peacock Returns

The cold winter sky had long darkened into a deep, starlit night. Inside the warm house, Su Qinglan was just about to crawl into bed, feeling a bit worried. Xuan Long had been missing for the entire day without a single word. But just as she was pulling the heavy blankets up, the heavy front door clicked open.

Hearing the commotion, Su Qinglan happily threw off the blanket and rushed outside into the living room. Her face lit up with a bright, relieved smile. An Mo was back. She was truly happy that An Mo was back safe and sound.

It seemed he had returned alongside Xuan Long. But the moment Su Qinglan’s eyes landed on An Mo, she completely froze, her jaw nearly dropping to the floor.

The tall man standing in the doorway was wrapped entirely in thick, heavy bandages and warm furs from head to toe. Not a single inch of his skin was visible.

Only a pair of swirling, bright golden eyes peered out from behind the massive layers of white cloth. He looked less like a noble beastman and more like a giant, fluffy, walking mummy.

Su Qinglan blinked once, then twice, utterly stunned. "An Mo? What on earth are you doing? Are you really that cold tonight?"

The moment An Mo saw her, his swirling golden eyes lit up with intense emotion.

Ignoring his stiff, heavily wrapped body, he immediately lunged forward and crushed her into a tight, breathless embrace.

"Lanlan! Oh, my precious Lanlan! I missed you so much!" An Mo cried out dramatically, pressing his bandaged face against hers and kissing her cheek passionately through the cloth.

Before Su Qinglan could even process what was happening, An Mo dramatically grabbed her small hands, holding them tightly against his chest.

His voice trembled with tragic pain. "Lanlan, quick! You must heal me first! Heal me right now, and then we will talk!"

Su Qinglan’s heart instantly leapt into her throat. She looked at his completely wrapped form in sheer panic. "What?! You are injured?! Let me see right now! Take these wraps off!"

She reached out to pull back his heavy furs, but An Mo almost hissed in panic, quickly dodging her hands and shielding his wrapped body.

"No, no, no! I am not injured! Absolutely not!"

"Then why do you look like a giant bandage?" Su Qinglan asked, completely confused.

An Mo cleared his throat nervously, flipping his bandaged head with grand drama.

"Well... you see... as I was walking back, I accidentally... fell off a very steep cliff. And then I accidentally rolled all the way down the entire mountain! Yes! So there are many embarrassing scratches all over my body. It is far too ugly and embarrassing for my beautiful female to look at!"

From the side, Rong Ye was leaning against the wooden pillar, his arms crossed over his chest. Seeing this ridiculous performance, he let out a loud, mocking snort.

"Fell from the mountain?" Rong Ye mocked, his dark eyes sparkling with pure amusement. "Or did someone personally throw you off the mountain?"

Rong Ye glanced over at Xuan Long with a knowing, sly smirk.

An Mo’s glaring golden eyes immediately whipped towards Rong Ye, shooting daggers at him.

"I fell by myself!" An Mo snapped with heavy emphasis, grinding his teeth behind his bandages. "By myself!"

At that moment, Hu Yan, Han Jue, and Shu Feng were all standing nearby, silently trying to look back and forth between Xuan Long and An Mo.

Their eyes were practically sparkling with excitement. The entire household had been itchingly curious all day long, desperate to know what dramatic war had taken place between these two ancient, terrifying beastmen.

Everyone was secretly dying to find out: Had Xuan Long actually accepted An Mo into the family? Or had he tried to execute him in the icy mountains?

An Mo was far too sharp not to notice the intense, gossiping gazes burning into his back. Knowing exactly what was running through their juicy minds, An Mo straightened his back proudly, clearing his throat.

"Of course, everyone!" An Mo announced loudly, his voice echoing through the entire living room.

"My dear Brother Xuan Long has completely accepted me as his precious little brother! In fact, he was so deeply moved to tears by my sincerity that he even offered to swap his fourth beast husband position with mine!"

GROWL!

A low, terrifying, dangerously deep growl suddenly erupted from Xuan Long’s throat.

The air in the room instantly dropped to freezing temperatures, and Xuan Long’s emerald eyes slitted into deadly vertical lines, glaring at the back of An Mo’s head.

An Mo’s bandaged body stiffened instantly. He immediately changed his entertainment routine without skipping a single beat!

"No, no, no! I am just joking! Haha, just a little joke!" An Mo squeaked out hurriedly, waving his wrapped hands in frantic denial.

"What Brother Xuan Long actually said was... as the youngest and newest member of this loving family, everyone should take extra good care of me!"

He immediately turned around, throwing his wrapped arms around Su Qinglan’s waist again, snuggling his heavy head against her neck.

"Lanlan, look! See? I have finally gotten the approval of everyone in the house! Even the terrifying Xuan Long has fully accepted me now!"

Su Qinglan couldn’t help but laugh softly, her heart filling with warmth. She gently reached up and patted his bandaged head softly.

"I see! But why are you so surprised and happy about it? Xuan Long is so good and reasonable. He would have definitely accepted you eventually. It was only you who was worrying so much and overthinking everything!"

Hearing Su Qinglan’s sweet, gentle voice praise him so naturally, the dark, icy aura surrounding Xuan Long instantly melted away. His sharp emerald eyes softened in an instant, filled with helpless, overflowing devotion.

Deep down, Xuan Long had always known this day would come. It was completely inevitable.

An Mo was undeniably powerful, and having a formidable beastman like him in the family would provide ultimate protection for Su Qinglan. Xuan Long had accepted it long ago.

His only real concern was the Upper Domain. With his own status, he could still keep Su Qinglan hidden and safe from the chaotic politics of the high realms.

But with An Mo’s flashy, high-profile background, the entire spotlight of the Upper Domain was bound to fall onto Su Qinglan. That was the only thing worrying his heart.