The Demon Werewolf Chief's Beloved Wife

Confrontation

At this moment, Ying Zaizao would have preferred if this perverted leader could forget about her, letting her quietly die in the cage. It would be a better death than having her neck snapped by him.

A wolfman dragged the cage to the center of the hall and hauled Ying Zaizao out. She knelt on the floor, trembling, and looked up to see the leader, Taimil, reclining casually in his chair, scrutinizing her with a piercing gaze. She felt a jolt of fear and quickly lowered her head again.

"Look up. You’re making it seem like I’m going to devour you," Taimil's deep voice, tinged with a primal allure, was almost impossible to resist.

"Burp... burp..."

The surrounding wolves chuckled softly, creating an awkward atmosphere.

"Burp... burp..." Ying Zaizao bit her lip, her heart churning. She thought to herself: Whatever, I’m going to die anyway. If you want to see my face, then see it to your heart’s content! With that resolve, she lifted her head defiantly, meeting Taimil's sharp, penetrating gaze.

This was the first time Ying Zaizao had really looked at the man. His face was stern, with brows like blades. His short hair was casually swept up, revealing eyes as sharp as an eagle’s beneath his brows. His high, commanding nose and slightly curled lips gave him a haughty and arrogant air.

After a few seconds of awkward eye contact, Ying Zaizao felt embarrassed and looked away. Inside, she was in turmoil—damn, this wolf is stunningly handsome! But the thrill of it didn’t last long. She recalled the recent events with a shiver, wondering what kind of death awaited her next.

“You have courage, a mere human daring to make eye contact with me,” Taimil raised his eyebrows slightly, his interest piqued. “You heard me earlier. I don’t make bad deals. Since you previously begged me not to kill you, you’ll now have to offer me something valuable in return.”

Taimil leaned forward suddenly, his muscular chest revealed through the slightly open neckline of his robe. His voice was low and commanding, “Now, you must answer my questions truthfully.”

“Alright, no problem,” Ying Zaizao nodded vigorously. For the sake of calming this beast and making a good impression, she decided to play along.

“What is your relationship with Hong Ji?” Taimil asked directly.

Ying Zaizao was caught off guard. What relationship? She didn’t even know Hong Ji! But in this situation, if she immediately distanced herself from Hong Ji, would this demon see her as useless and execute her on the spot? From their conversation earlier, it was clear that Hong Ji was a traitor. If she claimed a close relationship with Hong Ji, she would undoubtedly face severe torture. Being labeled as an accomplice to a traitor was not something she could endure.

Ying Zaizao’s mind raced. Taimil, perceptive as ever, immediately noticed her change in expression and said coldly, “What are you pondering? If you dare lie, I’ll twist your head off, tie it to my feet, and throw it into the river to feed the fish.”

Damn! As expected from a top predator, his intuition and perception were terrifyingly sharp. Ying Zaizao felt a surge of panic but quickly steadied herself. If death was inevitable, it was wiser to choose an easier way out. She replied, “I don’t know Hong Ji at all.”

“Don’t know?” Taimil frowned slightly, tapping his fingers on his lips. “If you don’t know her, why were you there just when Hong Ji went missing?”

“Uh... I don’t know,” Ying Zaizao said with a strained smile, her eyes blinking rapidly. She hoped this demon would not kick her head off immediately.

“Don’t know?” Taimil looked at her incredulously. He had heard of people who refused to speak or made up stories, but this was the first time he encountered such an evasive excuse.

“Are you looking down on me?” Taimil’s displeasure was evident, his eyes narrowing with cold fury.

Ying Zaizao’s throat tightened, and she hurriedly said, “I’m telling the truth! I don’t know why I was there. I’m from another world! Ask him if you don’t believe me!” She pointed towards the white-clad youth standing nearby, who looked momentarily stunned.

Taimil turned his gaze in the direction she pointed and asked, “Canaan, what’s the meaning of this?”

The youth gave Ying Zaizao a glance and relayed her previous statements to Taimil. Taimil listened impassively, his eyes fixed on a black gold ring he was playing with. Everyone held their breath, waiting for his reaction. After a while, he murmured, “Interesting. So your skill makes sense now. Humans are forbidden from practicing martial arts here, or their limbs are cut off.”

“What?” Ying Zaizao’s scalp tingled, cold sweat pouring down her face. She quickly said, “My skills are nothing like martial arts, just self-defense... just self-defense...”

Taimil said, “Then who taught you this self-defense?”

“It was taught by a sworn brother named Dacheng. His martial arts are well-known in school. I heard his family used to run a martial arts gym, but it closed down later.”

“A martial arts gym?” Taimil frowned, seeming unable to believe that humans would have martial arts gyms. Although he wasn’t particularly concerned about her skills, her explanation piqued his curiosity. He wanted to know the extent of her abilities, so he signaled to Fubong beside him, “Fubong, be her opponent and demonstrate for me.”

Ying Zaizao’s mind exploded with panic. This demon suddenly wanted her to fight a beast?! With her limited skills, she would probably be slapped to death in one move!

Quickly, she attempted to intervene, “No need to trouble this handsome guy. Since the leader wants to see it, I’ll demonstrate myself.”

“Demonstrate yourself?” Taimil looked at her in confusion.

“Well... of course!” Ying Zaizao felt a bit uneasy but quickly stood up, struck a random pose, and took a deep breath.

All the wolves in the hall watched with bated breath, their eyes wide open, waiting to see what Ying Zaizao would do next.

Meanwhile, Ying Zaizao’s mind raced. She knew that in the eyes of these wolves, a human with martial skills was a serious threat. Taimil’s request to fight was likely a test. If she truly displayed skills, the wolves might decide to kill her immediately. Thus, she resolved not to take it too seriously and aimed to just muddle through.