Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1139 - 304: The Heart of a Woman

Chapter 1139: Chapter 304: The Heart of a Woman

The little Swan beauty was both embarrassed and furious, completely breaking down and passing out on the spot.

When she came to again, her first sensation was that there were a new pair of eyes above her.

Overcome with the utmost shame and rage, the little Swan beauty passed out once again.

Upon waking for the third time, the Shaman of Divine Songs’ eyes maintained that position, but this time the little Swan beauty finally realized that his gaze was fixed on her arms, as delicate as lotus roots.

Eventually, Richard, whose eyes brimmed with unbridled savagery, sat up straight and slumped onto the low couch, fumbling for a while before lighting a cigar and puffing out a stream of smoke.

The Swan beauty, still shocked, looked at the glowing fluorescent mountain tiger tattoo on the back of the Shaman of Divine Songs. She could hardly believe that he would let her go at such a moment!

She suddenly realized the reason!

It was the "Vermilion Blood" on her arm!

Every girl from the Swan Tribe had a little carmine mole on her arm! This natural carmine mole would only fade after marriage, turning into a blood feather on the pristine white wings --------- and that is precisely why the feather of a Swan girl is given only to the one she holds dear.

After finishing three cigars in a row, the small space was filled with swirling smoke, and the Shaman of Divine Songs did not turn around to make a move.

The little Swan beauty could feel it, Richard was hesitating! He was actually hesitating!

Of course, the little Swan beauty knew the reason for Richard’s hesitation at this moment; she had already read from his eyes a tender deep affection and the rage of being betrayed.

Women of the Swan Clan prize their chastity above all, marrying only once in their lives, and the "Vermilion Blood" is the best proof, which cannot be faked!

If he really forced himself on her, the little Swan beauty had no choice but to kill herself or to choose him.

The latter possibility was really too slim.

The "Vermilion Blood" reminded the Shaman of Divine Songs of the other consequence in time.

"You can go," Liu Zhenhan sighed.

All at once, the little Swan beauty felt freedom return to her, and her first action was to wrap the animal skin rug around her chest, shrinking into the corner.

"I admit defeat," Liu Zhenhan took big breaths, the frustrations in his chest making him wish he could drink blood to stop them.

The little Swan beauty remained motionless, doing her best to suppress her sobbing.

"Get out," Liu Zhanhen pointed at the roll-up curtain, growling in a low voice.

"You actually think of denying it..." the little Swan beauty sobbed softly, angrily saying, "...I...I...I already..."

"Your ’Vermilion Blood’ is still on your arm, rest assured, you’ll still be able to marry! I won’t tell about tonight, if you don’t tell, nobody will know," Liu Zhenhan sucked on his cigar heavily, the tobacco sizzling as it burned rapidly: "It was just me touching you a few times, is that such a big deal? If you’re not satisfied, come at me with a knife! We were so close before, what’s a little grievance today? Leave me something to remember you by; at least it wasn’t for nothing that we knew each other, that we loved once."

"What? You and my sister..." the little Swan beauty screamed.

"What did you say?" Liu Zhenhan hissed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, leaping up high from the couch, staring blankly at the little Swan beauty wrapped in the animal skin rug in the corner: "Say it again! What did you just say? Sister? By the War God! You can’t be Golinny, can you?"

Suddenly seeing Richard’s statue-like figure, the little Swan beauty turned her head away in shame and bit her lip, nodding vigorously.

"Now this is going to be fun..." Liu Zhenhan looked like a boneless corpse, grinning with a broad mouth and collapsed onto the low couch with a "gulping" sound.

"Why is it you? Where is your sister?" Liu Zhenhan suddenly remembered the main point, quickly grabbed a piece of animal skin around his waist and fired questions rapidly: "What the hell are you playing at with necromancy? Why didn’t Gortani come? Instead, how come it’s you, a little girl, mixing in here?"

"I saw... my sister... she was so determined to marry you... she was too insistent... our father would’ve found out, there’d be trouble... so... I used ’Seven-Day Drunk’ to knock her out..." Golinny cried like raindrops on pear blossoms: "I only wanted to knock you out for seven days and nights... wait for my father to come... I didn’t know your wedding feast was actually pressing my sister to take a stand... I... I was afraid you’d come to snatch my sister... I had to do it out of desperation..."

"Gortani finally made up her mind, huh?" Liu Zhenhan showed a smile uglier than crying, in truth, he really couldn’t smile at the moment.

"What about me? What am I supposed to do?" Golinny raised her tearful eyes and stared hard at Liu Zhenhan, her wings quivering behind her shoulders.

"Forget about this!" Liu Zhenhan spoke crudely: "Nothing happened tonight! I’ll keep my mouth shut!"

"Nonsense!" Golinny’s shoulders shook as she sobbed continuously: "You already... just now... how can this be forgotten?"

"I didn’t do anything with you, and don’t go framing me," Liu Zhenghan argued with an innocent face.

"I’m not listening, I’m not listening..." Golinny covered her head with the beast skin blanket.

Liu Zhenghan asked curiously, "From the tone of your voice, it seems like you want to make a deal with me? Let me tell you, Gortani’s business is none of your business! Even if you bring it up, it’s useless! I won’t give up!"

"You have to take responsibility for me! You’re the first man to see my body!" Golinny said with a blush, suddenly flipping the beast skin blanket off. She almost roared these words, her beautiful face flashing with stubbornness, overwhelming Liu Zhenghan in an instant.

She really was too much like Avril!

That same temper!

That same expression!

That same resolve!

"Nonsense! Give me a decent reason," Liu Zhenghan wasn’t so conceited as to think every woman who saw him would throw themselves at him. His noble status could only attract some superficial women who sought to climb the social ladder, which was impossible for a high-born beauty like Golinny from a distinguished family.

Seeing Golinny’s expression, which was so similar to Avril’s, made Liu Zhenghan’s heart race, filling him with confusion. Facing a blend of Avril and Gortani, to say Liu Zhenghan was unmoved would be dreaming.

But how should he deal with what came after? For the first time, Liu Zhenghan felt the mysterious fate that seemed to exist.

"If you really dared to touch me just now, I would definitely have killed you!" Golinny dove into Old Liu’s arms with a gust of wind, "But you showed me what a real man is, a man with true affection and chivalry. I can’t believe you managed to keep your clarity and sense of responsibility in that situation! You made me fall for you, just like that!"

Liu Zhenghan posed as cool as a Giant Beast ready for war, with a solemn face.

Golinny nestled against Old Liu’s chest, too embarrassed to lift her head, with her white wings covering her head.

"I... damn it..." Liu Zhenghan sighed; he really didn’t know what to say anymore; one Gortani was already too much to handle, and with the addition of her sister, it would be strange if Mourinho didn’t come after him with a knife.

"Don’t think you can get rid of me!" Golinny raised her head hatefully, "You ruined me, and you must pay the price!"

"A couple of touches ruined you?" Liu Zhenghan was shocked.

"Not even a look is allowed!" Gortani sat up "swoosh", grabbing hold of Liu Zhenghan’s nose.

"Might as well be dead! Beheading for killing one, beheading for a thousand!" Liu Zhenghan’s eyes straightened as Golinny rose, causing the beast skin blanket to silently slip from her satin-smooth skin, provoking incessant squeals from the little Swan.

"What do you want to do?" Golinny’s pretty face, still streaked with tears, was panic-stricken as she struggled desperately.

"Ouch, ouch, the little girl’s got some strength. Do you know any Wind System Spells? If you do, how about lifting us into the air? Got the power for that?" Liu Zhenghan spit the cigar from his mouth onto the ground and stomped it out with his bare foot.

"You got hurt today! You were shot with an arrow! You should rest and heal!" Golinny suddenly remembered this and brought it up in a panic, though she herself wasn’t clear why he was still so vigorous despite being shot.

"Yeah!" Liu Zhenghan himself was stunned for a moment, "I almost forgot if you hadn’t mentioned it! Since I should be healing, then it’s your turn to take care of me!"

"I can massage legs, and I can knead shoulders, but can we put on clothes first?" Golinny’s face turned red, her pure appearance coupled with that expression was incredibly tempting.

Liu Zhenghan’s eyes rolled slyly a few times. With his mind made up, Old Liu quietly whispered a few words in Golinny’s ear and then looked at the Swan beauty expectantly.

"You... you... no way... I’m not my sister... I won’t do it even if you kill me..." The Swan beauty covered her face, unwilling to lift her head at all.

Seeing a narrow-necked golden bottle half-hidden in a pile of beast skin blankets beside him, Liu Zhenghan casually picked it up, uncorked it, and sniffed—a scent of curry and camel oil.

He remembered, this seemed to be booty seized from those Lionesses of Mulan.

"Lily, I have another way that won’t damage your ’Vermilion Blood’," Liu Zhenghan’s eyes shifty, but his tone was dead serious.

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A brother once said, Liu’s son looks like Mourinho, why can’t Mourinho’s son look like Old Liu?

Heh, who says it can’t... The story of Old Liu’s women ends here. I originally planned for an Elven beauty, but now I think better of it... there are too many who say I write harem tales...