When Winston got close to the village, the poison acted up again. Affected by the Flos Eriocauli, he entered in a daze and was stuck there for a while.

  He saw Bai Qingqing’s figure everywhere, looking at him from a short distance, smiling at him. She was so quiet that she was like a plant that emitted a floral fragrance.

  He carefully got closer, but “Bai Qingqing” turned into a long and thin plant.

  No! Those “Qingqings” were all fake. They weren’t real.

  He was thinking of this when the toxicity seemed to get increasingly intense. Winston had even heard the familiar and crisp voice.

  She was calling his name.

  It was fake! A hallucination!

  Winston’s gaze sharpened, and he rapidly pounced toward the direction of the voice.

  “Ah!”


  Bai Qingqing gasped and fell to the ground. However, she saw that it was Winston and thus wasn’t afraid.

  Bai Qingqing opened her mouth and said in pleasant surprise, “Winston? You’re finally back!”


  The white tiger suddenly froze, his round silver pupils quickly contracted, reflecting the female’s happy expression.

  Bai Qingqing’s shoulder was in pain from being stepped on, but she didn’t seem to notice it at all. She touched the tiger’s head and asked, “What’s the matter? Did you get hurt?”


  “Roar?” The clarity in Winston’s eyes that he had forcibly hung onto dissipated. He turned and looked at the face of the female under his paw. His scarred tiger face emitted the naivety of a young beastman.

  Molly, who had backed off a few steps from the surprise, saw Winston stopping and let out a sigh of relief. She then tried to speak up.

  “Your Majesty?”


  The muscles on the tiger’s body tensed up abruptly, and he looked toward Molly.

  He saw another “Bai Qingqing.” Winston was so enraged that he stepped down on the body under his paw with a greater force, then charged out toward the “Bai Qingqing” in front of him, letting out a low warning growl.

  “Ahh!” Molly went limp and dropped to the ground. She looked at the white tiger in horror and crawled backward.

  Bai Qingqing frowned and put up a light struggle. She was then stepped on even more forcefully. The tiger claws sank into her flesh. She turned her head and saw blood droplets flowing out.

  “You’re stepping on me. It hurts.” Bai Qingqing didn’t dare to put up a struggle anymore and assessed Winston.

  The black stripes on the white tiger’s body were like the Flos Eriocauli in the flower field, concealing him well. It was just that there was an abrupt dark color object that stood out amongst the flowers.

  Bai Qingqing’s eyes opened wide and stared at that spot.

  Did Winston go into heat because of the Flos Eriocauli? He’ll be fine after he quiets down, right?

  Therefore, Bai Qingqing didn’t move at all. She just stared at Winston.

  A translucent liquid droplet came out from that dark purple object, condensing together. The instant it landed on her stomach, Bai Qingqing wanted to let out a cry, but the cry was stuck in her throat.

  Winston managed to chase away a “Bai Qingqing” with his glare and was feeling relieved when he lowered his head and saw that the Bai Qingqing under his foot was still there. He let out a roar.

  “Ahh!” Bai Qingqing subconsciously let out a cry, feeling that the force of the paw on her shoulder had gotten stronger. Even her bones were in pain, and she couldn’t help but start to put up a struggle again.

  More blood dripped on her snow-white skin, but the pain had already turned into numbness.

  Bai Qingqing grabbed onto Winston’s front leg, wanting to pry it away.

  Smelling the scent of blood, Winston couldn’t help but loosen the force on his foot, but he kept his eyes fixed on “Bai Qingqing.”


  Suddenly feeling the weight on top of her becoming lighter, Bai Qingqing quickly moved back, saying, “Winston, quickly wake up. What happened to you?”


  The white tiger shook his head vigorously.

  He couldn’t hold on anymore? This hallucination was too strong, and he wasn’t able to get rid of it. Most importantly, he couldn’t bear to attack it.

  Bai Qingqing felt that it was better to head back first. She crawled up and ran back.

  The moment she moved, Winston’s hunting instincts propelled him to pounce, stepping on her once again.