Shi Yu was helpless. Amu really held a grudge.
After the commotion on their end died down, the two-on-one brawl between the males had also been decided.
Lan Qi looked utterly disheveled. His upper body was covered in several red scratches, his Beast Skin Skirt was in tatters, and his hair was standing on end as if he'd been electrocuted.
Seeing that Su Yu's mood was relatively stable, Huai Xu and Shengqing stopped what they were doing and went back to cooking and grilling meat.
"Tsk, they're ruthless." Lan Qi winced, touching a wound on his cheek. He clicked his tongue again and looked up at Su Yu in the small lounge.
His eyes lit up. He came up behind the sofa looking pitiful, leaning forward toward Su Yu and putting on an act of someone who had been terribly ravaged. "Su Yu, your Beast Husbands have ruined my face. No female will ever want me now."
"You have to take responsibility for me."
Su Yu: "?"
