"Qiao Ang!"
Qiao Xixi grasped Qiao Ang's small hand. It was ice-cold. 'This little rascal, he must have been scared half to death himself.'
"Mother." Qiao Ang wriggled down from Feiyan's back and immediately burrowed into Qiao Xixi's arms.
Qiao Xixi quickly hugged him tight, afraid he might accidentally fall again.
Qiao Ang buried his little face in Qiao Xixi's embrace, and smelling his mother's scent, he began to cry even harder.
Qiao Xixi's heart ached for him. She didn't press him about how he had been captured by the Hunting Eagle Beast, but simply patted his back and soothed him in a gentle voice.
"Don't be scared, don't be scared. Your mother and father are both here."
Feiyan's heart also ached watching his own cub's small body tremble with sobs. When he turned and saw that Sunxiao had simply snapped the Hunting Eagle Beast's neck, he actually felt it was a pity. 'Bullying my cub and getting away with just death? It got off easy.'
