The firelight in the cave danced erratically, casting long and short shadows of the four figures, mirroring the turmoil in their hearts.
But none of the males spoke, their three pairs of eyes all fixed on her.
Bai Wanwan didn't continue. Instead, she raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you… going to say something?"
"Wanwan… are you messing with us?"
Yan Lie chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.
Only Xin Feng knew Wanwan had always been special. At first, he thought Wanwan was a Holy Female, which was why she was different from other females.
Later, he had even made special inquiries to see if all Holy Females were as incredible as Wanwan.
But the results of his inquiries were completely unexpected.
A Holy Female's fertility far surpassed that of other females; they were destined from birth to be the treasures of their tribe.
Whenever a Holy Female appeared in a small tribe, the news leaking out would inevitably lead to a bloodbath.
