He truly did not want to leave. He wanted to stay near her. Stay where he could see her.
Stay where he could watch her move around the cave and hear her little voice and make sure she was really safe and really here.
But the moment that thought rose, another memory followed right after it, cold and painful.
In the past, whenever he disagreed with Lin Huahua, the ending had never been good.
She did not like being disobeyed. She did not like being refused. She did not like males showing opinions she had not asked for.
Sometimes, when he angered her, the punishment lasted through the whole night.
The guards would be the ones carrying it out, because the old Lin Huahua never needed to dirty her own hands. She only had to give an order.
Hu Baiyu had endured whippings until even the guards grew tired, until his vision blurred, until his body gave out beneath him.
A powerful 3 striped lion beastman passing out from punishment was not an easy sight to see.
