Bai Qingqing would go on to sleep till night time. Although Saint Zachary was anxious, still, he took the chance to test the various emotions in the soul crystal.
The seven emotions being joy, anger, worry, melancholy, grief, fear, and fright. He removed six out of seven of these emotions, keeping only “joy”. Other than joy, the other six emotions were deemed by Saint Zachary as bad emotions and were thus rid of.
Henceforth, his spouse would only feel joy, and not anger, worry, melancholy, grief, fear, or fright. At long last, they could live together in bliss.
Saint Zachary caressed Bai Qingqing’s pretty face, his lips arched in a joyful smile. “Keep an eye on her. I’ll go and take a look at the snake beastman.”
“Okay, Father.” Mitchell sent his father away with a complicated gaze. With a hand to the wound on his waist, he shifted to Bai Qingqing’s side.
“After you regain consciousness, Father is going to take action,” Mitchell said in a low voice. Even though he had long made up his mind when the moment finally arrived, he couldn’t help but waver once more, feeling more conflicted than ever.
What sort of feelings did he have for Bai Qingqing? Even he himself couldn’t figure it out. In his coolheaded state, he would carry out his father’s orders as instructed, but every time they got to a critical moment, his first instinct was to save Bai Qingqing. Though, that thought would very quickly be suppressed by his rationality.
Should he sit by and do nothing, or should he… act according to Bai Qingqing’s wishes and help her escape?
Mitchell hugged the female, a hint of grief flickering across his eyes for a fleeting moment as he closed his eyes. It was so brief that it vanished before he himself could notice it.
As the fire continued burning non-stop, the temperature was already very warm, but Bai Qingqing remained unconscious. Even though her body was warmer—no, it could, in fact, be described as scalding—than usual.
Neither Mitchell nor Saint Zachary had been in much contact with females, so they didn’t know that this was a sign of severe illness and simply assumed this hotness to be a symptom seen in a soon-to-recover female.
Bai Qingqing was soundly asleep, and, with her consciousness in a state of chaos, she didn’t even dream throughout.
It was as though she was in a marshland, her body and her thoughts unable to move at all. Indistinctly, she seemed to hear someone calling out to her.
“Bai Qingqing… Bai Qingqing…”
Who was it? The voice was very unfamiliar; it definitely didn’t belong to any of her mates.
Bai Qingqing couldn’t feel a thing, but somehow, she managed to sense this voice. She couldn’t help but place all her attention on that voice.
Having focused her attention, a minute reaction was triggered in her body, and her eyes started rolling under her eyelids.
The voice was getting increasingly real. After a good while, a trace of shock flickered across Bai Qingqing’s heart. “Ape king?”
“You finally regained consciousness.” The ape king seemingly heaved a sigh of relief, then quickly added, “I can help you get out of here. If you can make Shuu control Mitchell’s body, I can help you to cloud Saint Zachary’s senses. Although he’s formidable, he’s unguarded against me. It should work.”
Bai Qingqing had never thought that the ape king would help her; the shock in her heart intensified, yet she didn’t suspect him. She could feel the ape king’s kind intentions.
‘Why?” Bai Qingqing asked nonetheless.
The ape king chuckled and replied, “Perhaps you’ll never know how charming you are. Unless we have no other alternative, no males would willingly harm you.”
The horrified Bai Qingqing flusteredly gazed around everywhere in the illusory space, but ultimately couldn’t see anything except a blurry emptiness.
From the sounds of it, it seemed like the ape king liked her? That couldn’t be it, right?
Bai Qingqing was unable to stay calm. That the ape king was saving her shocked her more than anything else.