Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
However, his hands on both sides of his body were clenched tightly into fists, with green veins bulging on the back of his hand. His joints were all pale.
Bai Qingqing lowered her head, looking like she didn’t wish to say anything. Winston couldn’t bear to ask her about it, either.
Parker finally saw a dark black eagle beastman spousal mark under her lean shoulder as he checked her body. It looked so obvious and piercing on her snow-white skin, causing one to have the strong urge to wash it clean with water.
Winston instantly noticed Parker’s abnormality and followed his gaze to see Bai Qingqing’s back. His body paused strongly and his fists clenched even tighter, releasing stifled cracking sounds.
Bai Qingqing knew that both of them knew what had happened. She tidied up her clothing, then asked softly, “How are things with Saint Zachary’s side?”
Her attitude was so nonchalant that it was as if she had forgotten about Muir’s behavior.
Winston suppressed the fury in his heart and said in a suppressed voice, “Before Muir took you away, he told us not to make a move first. He has his plans. I’ve sent people to keep watch at the earth fissure’s entrance. He might be able to save Curtis.”
Bai Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then a hint of spirit gathered in her eyes. She looked toward Winston and said, “What’s his plan?”
Muir and the scorpion beastman had once been on good terms, so he might be able to put in a word. However, it would be impossible for Saint Zachary to release Curtis for nothing.
Bai Qingqing thought of something and grabbed Winston’s hand, asking anxiously, “What is he planning to do? There must still be something that you’re hiding from me.”
Winston pursed his lips and didn’t reply immediately. Bai Qingqing then looked toward Parker. Parker, who had been filled with rage, immediately restrained his emotions as well, picking up Bai Qingqing’s clothes and putting them on her.
“Are you guys trying to kill me from anxiety?” Bai Qingqing’s breathing became more rushed as she started to feel anxious, and it unavoidably tugged at the wound on her chest. After saying that, her face turned pale and she held onto her chest in pain.
Winston quickly said, “Saint Zachary wants a strong beastman as his new body. Muir wants to use himself to trade for Curtis.”
Knowing that her guess had become reality, Bai Qingqing’s mind blanked out. To think that Muir… Did he not want his life anymore?
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Muir entered the earth fissure by himself. With him not trying to hide his footsteps, Saint Zachary was immediately alarmed. He recognized him from listening to his footsteps.
“Father!” Mitchell looked to the back and spoke with an inquiring tone.
Saint Zachary raised his hand to gesture that it didn’t matter. Mitchell then shut his mouth and leaned against a rock to rest.
Saint Zachary took out an antidote from the ice and played with it while saying, “I thought that you guys had given up on this snake beastman. What is your objective for coming here now?”
“To use me to trade for Curtis.” Muir went straight to the point.
Both Saint Zachary and Mitchell were shaken, assessing him with disbelieving gazes.
Very long later, Saint Zachary smiled in disdain, saying, “What makes you think that I’ll agree to it? One is a snake beastman with a healthy body while the other is an eagle beastman with a crippled wing…”
Muir moved his right arm, which had returned to its original shape, slightly, as if displaying a product for sale. “Because I also have an intact body now. If you become a snake beastman, you’ll at most be able to move a little faster on land. However, if you become an eagle beastman, you’ll be able to fly freely. I don’t believe that you aren’t envious of flying beastmen.”
Who wouldn’t crave to be able to fly? Even humans had the dream of flying. Gliders, hot air balloons, planes, and even rockets, were all byproducts of flying dreams. How could beastmen, who craved for power, possibly not have the desire to fly?
Before Muir finished his words, Saint Zachary’s eyes gleamed, and he said decisively, “Alright! Mitchell, get the snake beastman out.”
