Chapter 445: Chapter 332: Coming and Going in Haste

“System, why did Pearl Vance commit suicide?”

Luna Sutton was full of confusion, and asked the system in her mind.

The system quickly appeared and didn’t hide anything, “Before the incident, Chloe Callahan and Pearl Vance had a fight in the house, in the middle of the night, disturbing the whole Winged Tiger Tribe. The tribe’s leader and many beastmen saw it, and shortly after Chloe was expelled from the tribe, some beastmen saw Pearl sneaking away from the tribe. Later, Chloe was tragically found dead in the wilderness, so it was easy for Caleb Manning to find out that Pearl did it.”

“And then Caleb went to question Pearl, right?”

She quickly followed up with another question.

“Yes, he did, but Pearl refused to admit it, insisting she didn’t kill Chloe. She claimed she couldn’t stand Chloe deceiving others, which is why they argued. She also said Chloe hit her first and ruined her face. Caleb didn’t believe Pearl’s lies at all. In front of Pearl, he tore the bodies of all the beastmen who pursued Chloe into pieces, with blood and flesh everywhere.”

The system’s voice carried a hint of sympathy, “Pearl was scared to death at the time, but she stayed calm and still refused to admit to killing Chloe. Caleb was furious that she wouldn’t confess and remained unrepentant. In his rage, he grabbed her by the neck and threw excrement and urine, which Chloe had in her mouth before she died, onto Pearl’s face, saying that for such a malicious female, he’d rather remain single forever than marry. He said seeing her made him sick.”

Luna Sutton felt a chilling cold all over.

The system continued, “Pearl broke down at that time, but Caleb didn’t kill her. Instead, he forced her to kneel before Chloe’s corpse every day from morning till night, apologizing and asking for forgiveness, saying ’I’m a beast, worse than a pig or dog, I shouldn’t have harmed you,’ and things like that. Pearl couldn’t take it anymore and found an opportunity to slit her throat with a Bone Knife the next day. Tsk tsk, no matter how powerful the rogue plugin is, if the host doesn’t want to live, it can’t stop them.”

The truth was so brutal and tragic that she didn’t know what to say, her heart felt heavy. Caleb’s revenge was far crazier and more absolute than she had imagined.

“What about the rogue plugin? Where did it go? Is it bound to someone else now?”

Luna Sutton thought of something and hurriedly asked.

“No, the rogue plugin has been taken back by the Heavenly Dao. Back then, Heavenly Dao allowed the rogue plugin to bind to Pearl because it wanted her to oppose you. Now that Pearl is dead, this pawn is naturally useless, and the rogue plugin has no further purpose.”

The system answered her in her mind.

Her expression was complicated. She originally thought Pearl would oppose her for Caleb, but unexpectedly, she died so suddenly and unexpectedly.

“Luna?”

Mael Valerius saw her pale face and blank look and stepped forward quickly, holding her arm with his golden eyes full of concern, “What’s wrong? Was there something wrong with the female’s suicide?”

Luna Sutton quickly regained her senses and shook her head wearily, “Nothing.”

She didn’t want to say much.

Malachi Arcanus looked regretful and murmured, “Caleb is really something. Chloe was vile, not a good female at all. Her death was her own doing. What’s there to avenge? Caleb seems to have lost his mind, how irrational.”

Zeke Veridian, not far away, leaned against the doorframe with indifferent green eyes, and sneered, “A fool blinded by obsession. With such power wasted on this, it’s a travesty. If he continues his rampage, he’ll inevitably face retribution and a dead end.”

His words were full of disdain for Caleb’s actions.

This tiger sometimes nods off; it wouldn’t be surprising if one day he gets killed in his sleep in the middle of the night.

Rhys Blackwood, who had unknowingly returned, looked even more cold and slender in his black snakeskin clothing, and his dark eyes were somber, “His heart has turned demonic, beyond salvation.”

A simple and concise declaration of “death sentence” for Caleb.

Kian Sterling stood in the courtyard, his fox-like eyes slightly narrowed, “He’s a lovesick fool, unfortunately, misapplied. However, his madness might not be a bad thing for our Wolf Tribe.”

He implied that the more chaotic the Winged Tiger Tribe became, the more cautious the surrounding tribes would be, making the Wolf Tribe safer.

He wondered if he should send a message back to the Beast King City and seize the opportunity to take over the Winged Tiger Tribe.

Indeed, it was a rare heaven-sent opportunity.

Corbin Crowley didn’t care about any of this. His silver eyes swept over everyone before finally resting on Luna Sutton’s tired face, and he domineeringly pulled her into his arms, “Don’t concern yourself with others’ affairs. You’ve just had a child; take it easy and go lie down.”

Luna Sutton, trapped in his embrace, struggled a bit but didn’t get up, helplessly leaning against him.

Indeed, Caleb chose his own path, and others were powerless to help.

Only felt a little pity for him.

Mael Valerius glanced around the hall and courtyard. Not seeing Soren Phoenix, his brows furrowed, and he asked in confusion, “Where’s Soren? Why don’t I see him?”

That flamboyant guy loves a lively scene; there’s no reason he’d be hiding at this time unless he’s not here.

“He’s gone back to Aetheria.”

She raised her head from Corbin Crowley’s embrace, looked at Mael Valerius with a complex gaze, and said.

“Back to Aetheria?”

Mael Valerius narrowed his golden eyes, “Why go back to Aetheria now? His Phoenix Egg hasn’t hatched yet…”

Soren Phoenix treasured his three Phoenix Eggs dearly, that much was clear. If it weren’t something monumental, he would never leave before the hatchlings cracked their shells.

Luna Sutton sighed, stepping out from Corbin Crowley’s embrace, and explained, “His father has a new love named Ruby, who’s about to give birth, and Xylon Phoenix is particularly invested, intending to groom the unborn Phoenix Egg as his heir.”

She paused, her voice tinged with complexity, “The Phoenix Clan seems to be on the brink of upheaval. If Soren doesn’t return soon, his position as Young Master, or even… the safety of his own life, is uncertain.”

“Ha…”

Malachi Arcanus let out a short, cold laugh, and his aura suddenly turned icy, his golden eyes filled with rage, “That old bastard Xylon Phoenix, how dare he?”

In his heart, he immediately understood why Soren had left in such haste. The death of his aunt was a wound between Soren and Xylon that could never heal.

Xylon not only found new love but also wanted to replace Soren with the new lover’s child… It was like stabbing the wound anew, a blatant provocation to The Dragon Clan!

Soren’s departure was not to fight for the position of Young Master, but clearly to risk his life!

Upon learning that his aunt had not died of illness but had been driven to death by that old bastard Xylon, he was naturally furious and had considered telling his father the truth.

Unfortunately, he was in The Lower Domain at that time, and by the time he returned to Aetheria, he had lost his memory and had completely forgotten about it.

This time, in his hasty departure, he had forgotten about it again.

Malachi Arcanus felt deeply guilty, knowing his cousin returned to Aetheria alone. With the old bastard having a new son, Soren, the unwanted son, could easily be discarded.

Especially since his cousin knew the old bastard’s secret…

He suddenly looked at Luna Sutton, “How long has he been gone? Did he take anyone with him? Caelan Phoenix and Lian Phoenix?”

“He’s been gone for several days. Caelan and Lian went back with him.”

Luna Sutton sensed the suppressed anger in him and reassured him, “Corbin wanted to go with him, but Soren disagreed. He said… he’d handle his own affairs and that too many people would be inconvenient. Before leaving, he said he’d give his father what he feared the most.”

Upon hearing this, Malachi Arcanus instantly understood Soren’s plan. He intended to directly confront his father and fully expose the truth of how their aunt was driven to death by Xylon back then.

Only by using The Dragon Clan could they truly shake Xylon, possibly even… put him to death.

“Reckless.”

He cursed with a grim expression. That old devil had been entrenched in the Phoenix Clan for many years, with deep roots. Soren feared that the moment he returned to Aetheria, someone would report to that old bastard, and if he dared to go to The Dragon Clan, he might be stopped along the way.

If the old bastard was a bit harsher, it might…

He dared not think further, suppressing the worry within his heart, turning to Luna Sutton with a pleading look in his eyes, “Luna, my cousin is in danger now. I can’t just stand by. I must go immediately to Aetheria to support him…”

He glanced toward the main bedroom, eyes full of reluctance, “Luna, just soak them in the Holy Spring. No need for special care. Occasionally check them. You also soak in it; the Holy Spring will help your recovery.”

Luna Sutton smiled faintly, “Go with peace of mind. I’ll take care of the Dragon Egg, the Phoenix Egg, and myself. You don’t need to worry about anything here.”

Malachi Arcanus breathed a sigh of relief, his form enveloped in golden light, transforming into the Ancient Taixu Candle Yin. He soared into the sky, circling above The Wolf Tribe, obscuring the skies.

His dark golden dragon head hung low, casting a profound and tender gaze at Luna Sutton, as if to convey countless unspoken words.

Afterward, his dragon claws tore through the space, and his enormous body vanished within until the fissure slowly healed, disappearing completely.

Corbin Crowley watched the closing fissure in the sky, silver eyes deep, “He is indeed… loyal and righteous.”

His tone was complex, leaving it unclear whether he was approving or not.

Rhys Blackwood remained silent, his dark eyes gazing at the sky, lost in thought.

Zeke Veridian’s jade eyes flickered, still sharp-tongued, but his voice softened, “The Mad Dragon against The Old Phoenix, ha… Aetheria is sure to be lively.”

Suddenly, he felt tempted to follow and watch, but with Winter approaching and many things still unprepared, he dismissed the idea.

Kian Sterling’s fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, “It seems the Phoenix Clan is about to face a major change.”

He hoped that The Old Phoenix would be persistent, or perhaps harsher, and even if it meant keeping Soren in Aetheria permanently.

Best if Horace Valerius also took a strong stance, keeping both figures in Aetheria.

This idea emerged in his mind.

He frowned, realizing it was improper, and immediately quashed the thought.

Thankfully, no one knew his mind.

The group did not linger in the courtyard and gradually returned inside, each to their own tasks.

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