Chapter 5 — Dark‑Skinned Sports Student, Her Absolute Favorite

The system notification chimed at that moment:

【Ding-dong. Detected: Chi Yao’s affection value –500.】

Luo Luo held her forehead.
【Can’t you give me any good news? Does this negative score even have a limit?】

She originally thought Ziye’s –250 was already enough to give her a headache.
And now this guy showed up with a –500.

Seeing Chi Yao’s horn stabbing toward her, Luo Luo quickly dodged, twisted around, and grabbed his other horn — the one still bleeding.

Chi Yao originally had two horns, but one had been chopped off by the original Luo Luo.
The one she grabbed now was his broken horn.

All the humiliation and pain he had once suffered surged violently into his mind.

Chi Yao clenched his jaw, flicked his head sharply, and sent Luo Luo flying.

She arced beautifully through the air — then crashed miserably into the river.

Chi Yao’s enraged bellow echoed loudly, and he rampaged through the forest, crashing into trees until they toppled everywhere.

Luo Luo climbed up the riverbank, shook off the water, and felt like every bone in her body had fallen apart.

Chi Yao was a fifth‑tier beastman. His combat power normally wasn’t that high,
but right now he was at the edge of complete frenzy.

When a male reached this stage, he no longer recognized kin; his combat ability became completely abnormal.

Luo Luo climbed up a tree and looked down at him as he kept ramming everything in sight, sighing internally.

If it weren’t for the sins the original Luo Luo committed, she would probably be snuggling with Chi Yao right now.

After all — dark‑skinned athletic boys were absolutely her type.

“Hey, Chi Yao, listen to me. I can fix your horn.
Can you let me come down from the tree first? Please?”

At her words, a flicker of hesitation flashed through Chi Yao’s blood‑red eyes.

Luo Luo’s eyes lit up.
If he could still understand human speech, then he wasn’t too far gone.

“You have to let me down. You need me.
Otherwise, you’re going to die soon.”

Chi Yao clearly knew his own situation too — he had been away from a female for too long.
His tier was too low, and he hadn’t found another female.
The hormones raging through his body were already impossible to suppress.

If he were a tier‑7 or above male, he would still eventually die if separated from a female,
but they lasted much longer.

Unlike him — who had been away from Luo Luo for less than three months and was already on the verge of death.

His mind was still hesitating,
but his legs, disobeying him, backed up a few steps.

Hidden in the shadows, Ziye watched this scene and inhaled sharply.
Let’s see how this wicked woman plans to “heal” Chi Yao’s broken horn.

That thing had been broken for so long.
Even the best witch doctors had never heard of reattaching something like that.

Luo Luo tested the waters by jumping down from the tree.
She walked straight up to Chi Yao and looked at him seriously.

This man — no, this male — was truly mesmerizing.

She couldn’t help reaching out, wanting to touch his perfectly defined eight‑pack abs,
but when she raised her head, she met a pair of murderous eyes.

She awkwardly said,
“Um… hug me? I awakened a healing ability.”

Chi Yao was easily 188 cm or more.
He lowered his head to look at Luo Luo, whose height only reached his shoulder, and let out a cold snort through his nose.

Luo Luo blinked.
“Are you mute?”

A handsome mute?
Good‑looking and unable to say hurtful things? Perfect.

If this were a harem, she’d definitely flip his card every night.

“You’re the mute! Your whole family is mute!” Chi Yao snapped back angrily.

Luo Luo giggled.
“You can talk. Good — you’re still saveable.”

A male in the hours before death was basically a walking bomb — he’d attack anyone on sight.

But Chi Yao could still talk, and even retort.
Clearly, he wasn’t past the rescue point yet.

“Handsome, hug me!”

Thick‑skinned, Luo Luo initiated the request again.
Chi Yao’s face wrinkled in disgust.

He didn’t want to bow his head to this female who once abused him,
and he didn’t want her help either.

But… he also didn’t want to die.

His heart tangled itself into a knot,
and he was just about to refuse when—

A soft warmth suddenly dove into his arms.

Luo Luo simply activated “forced love” mode and hugged him tightly without letting go.

Ah… a dark‑skinned athletic guy’s embrace — so broad, so solid, so safe.

She wanted to fall asleep hugging a male like this every day.

Through layers of dense leaves, Ziye watched the scene, his expression full of utter confusion.

Did Chi Yao have a screw loose?
Luo Luo treated him like that before, and he was still hugging her?

Wasn’t he afraid she was scheming again, preparing an even more twisted method to torture him?

Watching the two sticking closely together, Ziye felt unbearably irritated.

It felt like an eternity passed, and the two were STILL hugging.

Ziye’s expression twisted with every color of displeasure.
What was so great about hugging like that?
Did they have to press so close?

Luo Luo, who are you performing for?
Do you think I’ll get jealous?

Ridiculous.
I wish you’d die.
Right now. Immediately.

Ziye shot Luo Luo another hateful glare.

A‑Cang watched him, confused, and whispered softly:

“Dad… are you angry?
Are you upset that the evil female isn’t hugging you?”

Ziye froze, then slapped the back of A‑Cang’s head.
“Ridiculous. Absolutely not. I just want her dead.”

Satisfied with the answer, A‑Cang grinned, showing two small tiger fangs.

See? He knew it.

Since he could remember, he never liked Luo Luo.
That so‑called “mother” was nothing more than decoration.

No — worse than decoration.

Other mothers loved their children.
Luo Luo only ever showed him coldness and cruel words.

Inside Chi Yao, an unfamiliar feeling rose.
Like a raging flame that had been consuming him —
now a gentle rain began falling, cooling and calming his nerves.

He was just about to fall into that warm tenderness when—

Memories of Luo Luo abusing him surged violently into his mind.

Especially the time she cut off his horn — her eerie, cruel smile was unforgettable.

Snapping back to reality, he tried to break free from her warmth.
But Luo Luo hugged him even tighter.

“It’ll be over soon. Just bear with it.”

Chi Yao’s pupils trembled violently.

Painful memories struck him again.

Luo Luo had said something similar back when she cut off his horn.
She pinned him down and said:

“It’ll be over soon.
Your horn will no longer belong to you.”

He thought she liked his horn.
Forced by his loyalty to the female, he endured it, not daring to resist.

But after cutting it off, Luo Luo casually threw it aside.

“What a useless thing. Not fun at all.”

His pain meant nothing to her —
just a game.

The anger he had almost extinguished
suddenly reignited.

He shoved Luo Luo away with force—

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