Zhenyan Clan, inside a yellowed and heavy beast-hide tent.
The Wolf Mother was wrapped in a snow-white fur cloak, her graceful body wrapped tightly in silver gauze hidden underneath. Her long legs stretched out, the glow from the outside fire casting a thin, rolling red over her.
Li Yuan merely looked quietly into her eyes and asked, "How did you know?"
The Wolf Mother said, "From my memory."
Li Yuan said, "I think you're afraid of the Barbarian Race producing another powerful being, aren't you?"
The two fell silent.
The Wolf Mother calmly said, "Yes."
Then continued, "But not entirely.
I hope you won't be heartbroken after seeing your offspring die early.
Moreover, compared to the strength of your offspring, your heartbreak would make you lose your rationality, and that's the greatest crisis in this Frozen Soil."
"Why would my offspring die young?" Li Yuan asked.
