Mingya was an obedient child. Although he didn’t understand why Lei Jin wanted that stone, since Lei Jin had asked, he dutifully followed through. So, the next morning, when Mu He asked again if they needed anything else, Mingya didn’t hesitate to ask for the black stone hanging around Mu He’s neck.

Before Mu He could respond, Yu Qi’s face darkened. He wondered how this little leopard werebeast knew what his mate wore around his neck, even describing the color so accurately. But since Mingya was just a child, there was no point in making a fuss. Yu Qi could only swallow his displeasure.

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Mu He, on the other hand, looked hesitant.

“Can’t you give it to me?” Mingya blinked his big, innocent blue eyes.

“It’s not that,” Mu He glanced at Yu Qi, then took off the stone and handed it to Mingya. “Why do you like this so much? It was a gift from Yu Qi to me.” But it wasn’t the only gift, so giving it away shouldn’t be a big deal, right?

“Thank you, Brother Mu He.” With the stone successfully in hand, Mingya wagged his tail at Lei Jin, signaling his success, and politely thanked Mu He with a smile.

Lei Jin, seeing Mingya’s little gesture, maintained a calm expression but was laughing inside. It seemed the little guy wasn’t as clueless as he appeared.

Berg continued to act like an invisible wall flower, which struck Lei Jin as odd given his usually arrogant personality. But since it didn’t concern him, Lei Jin didn’t bother asking.

“Oh, I almost forgot something important,” Yu Qi said as he handed the bag of peanuts and corn to Xiya. “If you’re heading back to the Leopard Tribe, you’ll need to cross a vast wasteland to the east. Recently, a large pack of saber-toothed beasts has been spotted there. Many of our Wolf Tribe’s warriors have been injured, and some haven’t returned. I suggest you take the southern route, cross the snowy mountains, and then head east.”

Saber-toothed beasts? Lei Jin and Mingya had no idea what those were, but Xiya and Moya had seen them before. They were massive, ferocious creatures with sharp front teeth. Once they bit their prey, escape was nearly impossible. They also hunted in packs, and even werebeasts avoided them.

The sky began to drizzle again, nearing the end of the rainy season. The towering snow-capped mountains to the south of the Wolf Tribe looked even more desolate in the misty rain.

Xiya and Moya could easily fly over the snowy mountains with three people. Mingya was fine, but Lei Jin and Berg had no cold-weather gear and would surely suffer frostbite, especially Lei Jin. As a female, his constitution was naturally weaker than that of werebeasts, and he was already injured.

They thanked Yu Qi for his advice but decided to stick to their original plan of heading east through the wasteland to return to the grasslands. Yu Qi, seeing their determination, could only provide them with the approximate locations where the saber-toothed beasts had been spotted, hoping they could avoid them.

Xiya carried Mingya, while Moya carried Lei Jin and grabbed a hold of Berg. After two days of flying, the vast wasteland finally came into view. The landscape was barren, with few trees and jagged rocks. Weeds sprouted from the cracks in the stones, and the only sound was the howling wind across the desolate plain.

They tried to avoid stopping, but the wasteland was too vast for Xiya and Moya to cross without rest. Following Yu Qi’s advice, they avoided the areas where the saber-toothed beasts were known to roam. They didn’t light fires, surviving on cold, hard jerky and water.

It was the fifth day in the wasteland, and luckily, they hadn’t encountered any saber-toothed beasts. But they knew their luck wouldn’t last forever, so they remained cautious.

That evening, they stopped near a small spring, about the size of a bowl, but with a steady flow of water that ran over twenty meters before disappearing into a rocky layer.

Xiya found a deep, damp cave, its entrance hidden by dense shrubs and vines. Moya stayed behind to watch over the others and clear the cave of rotten grass and debris while Xiya went out to gather dry grass and firewood.

“It’s too dirty inside. You three wait outside for now,” Moya said, using a branch to gather the rubbish.

Mingya licked Lei Jin’s hand and asked, “Lei Jin, are you tired?”

Lei Jin, feeling drowsy, leaned against the sun-warmed rock wall and replied, “I’m fine.” His body was in bad shape, and he had little energy left.

“Mingya will get you some water,” Mingya said, noticing Lei Jin’s dry, pale lips.

“Alright,” Lei Jin replied indifferently. Although he was thirsty, he felt more exhausted, as if his strength was draining away through a hole in his body. He thought that once it was all gone, he wouldn’t last much longer. Still, he stubbornly refused to burden others. He hadn’t seen the saber-toothed beasts, but from Xiya and Moya’s cautious attitude, he knew they were in serious trouble. If he couldn’t help, the least he could do was not be a liability.

“Wait here. Don’t fall asleep. Mingya will be right back,” Mingya said, licking Lei Jin’s hand again before leaving.

“I’ll go too,” Berg said, following Mingya.

The spring was only a few steps away. Mingya drank a few mouthfuls, then quickly shifted to his human form, cupping water in his hands to bring back to Lei Jin. But after a couple of steps, the water leaked through his fingers. He tried again and again, but not a drop made it back. Mingya was sweating with frustration.

Berg, watching this, couldn’t help but scold, “Idiot, why don’t you just let Lei Jin come over and drink? Do you three brothers have to pamper him so much?”

“Lei Jin’s tired,” Mingya retorted, unwilling to listen to Berg’s criticism.

“Then figure out how to bring the water back,” Berg said, crossing his arms.

Mingya looked for a large leaf, but the plants in the wasteland had small leaves due to the lack of water. Finally, Mingya simply drank a big mouthful of water himself, puffing out his cheeks, and hurried back.

Lei Jin, almost asleep, felt something moist on his lips. Assuming Mingya had brought water, he opened his mouth and drank, soothing his dry throat. But why did it feel warm? Startled, Lei Jin opened his eyes to see Mingya’s face close to his, his cheeks slightly red, staring intently.

“Mingya, what are you doing?” Lei Jin asked, steadying himself.

Mingya took the opportunity to lick Lei Jin’s lips again, his face red. “This is the first time Lei Jin has kissed Mingya.”

Lei Jin was speechless. It seemed all three of them had inherited the family trait of playing innocent after the fact.

“Looks like your life isn’t so easy either, dealing with three of them. Can your body handle it?” Berg, now in a better mood, teased.

But Lei Jin wasn’t in the mood to play along. He raised an eyebrow and smirked, “You should worry about when your ‘lover’ will come to catch you.”

Berg scowled. “He doesn’t know where I am.”

“He doesn’t, but Yu Qi does.” Lei Jin hadn’t asked, but he could tell Berg was avoiding Yu Qi, likely because of that man. Right now he was just testing Berg.

“How do you know they know each other?” Berg snapped, rushing over and grabbing Lei Jin’s shoulders.

“Get away!” Mingya pushed Berg away, standing protectively in front of Lei Jin and saying fiercely, “I won’t allow you to hurt Lei Jin.”

Berg got up, gritting his teeth. “Who cares?” He sat down a short distance away and said to Lei Jin, “If he does come, I’ll just say the baby is Moya’s and tell him to get lost.”

Lei Jin didn’t have the energy to argue. He thought, Berg, keep dreaming. That man isn’t someone you can easily fool. If he were, you wouldn’t be played so badly.

“Just a couple more days, and we’ll be out of this wasteland. Then we can have something hot to eat,” Moya said, holding Lei Jin close to keep him warm. They couldn’t risk lighting a fire that might attract the saber-toothed beasts, so they ate cold meat and drank cold water again.

“En,” Lei Jin murmured in the dark, acknowledging Moya’s words.

“Are you feeling bad anywhere?” Moya asked, checking Lei Jin’s body.

“I’m fine. Let’s sleep,” Lei Jin whispered, assuming the others were already asleep.

Moya wrapped Lei Jin in the gray cloth and tucked him into his arms.

In the middle of the night, Lei Jin’s eyes snapped open. He heard strange sounds approaching.

Moya’s finger pressed against Lei Jin’s lips, and his arm tightened around Lei Jin’s waist, signaling him to stay still.

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Lei Jin then noticed Xiya had shifted into his beast form and was silently moving toward the cave entrance, his eyes glowing in the dark.

The sounds grew closer—the crunch of bushes being trampled, the snap of branches breaking. Xiya crouched, ready to pounce, while Moya placed Lei Jin next to Mingya…

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Xiya and Moya could recognize the voice, and of course, so could Lei Jin. He called out to the figure darting around in the distance, “Mingya…”

Mingya’s furry ears twitched. Did he just hear Lei Jin’s voice? Was he dreaming again? Mingya looked up at the sky, but the sun was still high. It wasn’t night, and he wasn’t asleep.

Mingya stopped in his tracks, shaking his head as he pondered, but the crowd behind him was closing in.

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Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Xiya and Moya decided they couldn’t just stand by and watch. They hurried over to intervene. Earlier, they had noticed that the people chasing Mingya were all females, so they hadn’t stepped in. They knew these females couldn’t harm their little brother, and as werebeasts, they couldn’t recklessly attack females. Doing so would violate a major taboo and could potentially spark a conflict between the Leopard and Wolf Tribes.

The Wolf Tribe’s young females, who had been solely focused on chasing Mingya, hadn’t noticed Xiya and Moya earlier. Now, seeing two strikingly handsome werebeasts present, they felt a bit awkward. Many of them were disheveled, with unkempt hair and clothes, and some were even barefoot.

Xiya, naturally poised, acted as if he didn’t notice their discomfort. He flashed a warm, friendly smile and asked, “What has my little brother done to offend the Wolf Tribe?”

“Your little brother? Are you from the Leopard Tribe?” A young man with brown hair stepped forward, smoothing his damp hair. His collar was slightly open, revealing a black stone pendant.

“Elder Brother!” Mingya, hearing Xiya’s voice, wriggled his small body through the crowd’s legs, causing another wave of commotion among the females.

“Your little brother was caught peeking at young females bathing in broad daylight,” the brown-haired youth said without embarrassment.

Lei Jin raised an eyebrow and let out a light, disapproving huff. “The little guy’s grown up, huh?” When they were together, Mingya’s hands were never still, and now he had escalated to sneaking into another tribe’s territory to peep at females. In just over two months, Mingya hadn’t grown much in size, but his audacity had certainly expanded.

“Lei Jin, is it really you?” Mingya’s tail wagged excitedly, his eyes shining as he pounced forward, only to be kicked away by Lei Jin before he could get close.

“Lei Jin?” Mingya’s ears drooped as he picked himself up from the ground, his eyes filled with unmistakable grievance.

“What’s going on here?” Lei Jin asked, gesturing toward the crowd behind them.

“Mingya doesn’t know,” the little guy replied. He had just been looking for some water to drink when he poked his head out and was immediately chased by these people.

“You dare deny peeking?” the brown-haired youth raised his wooden club, his expression darkening.

“Mingya didn’t see anything,” Mingya insisted stubbornly, his gaze fixed on Lei Jin. His words were clearly directed at Lei Jin. He didn’t want to look at those people; they weren’t as good-looking as his female.

“Then how did you end up in the Wolf Tribe’s territory?” Moya bent down, patting his little brother’s head reassuringly. It was common knowledge that one shouldn’t trespass into another tribe’s territory, and Mingya should have known that.

“Mingya was returning a little pup,” Mingya said, scratching his head with his paw, avoiding his second brother’s gaze.

“What little pup?” The brown-haired youth’s expression shifted, as if he had remembered something, but he added, “We didn’t see any pup when we caught you.”

“It’s a little gray wolf. He’s still in the grass over there,” Mingya retorted defiantly.

“What? A gray one? Could it be Qing He’s child?” someone from the crowd whispered to the brown-haired youth.

“Take us to see,” the brown-haired youth said to Mingya.

The group, now led by Mingya, made their way back. They passed through a grove of trees and arrived at a lake surrounded by low hills. The lakeside was lush with green grass, and the calm water reflected the distant mountains and white clouds. The scenery was quite beautiful.

“Little fox!” Mingya called as he ran, but there was no response.

The brown-haired youth grew angry. “Where’s this child you mentioned?”

“Little fox, my big brothers are here. Come out!”

“Caw, caw! You should’ve said so earlier,” a black crow flapped its wings, flying up with a head full of grass.

The little fox poked its head out from the grass, its paw pinning down a gray wolf pup several times its size. The pup’s white belly was exposed, and it was clearly asleep, little bubbles forming at its mouth.

The brown-haired youth quickly stepped forward, gently picking up the wolf pup and cradling it in his arms. He brushed the dirt off its head and nodded to Mingya. “We misunderstood. Since you’re here, why not rest in our tribe before continuing your journey?”

Lei Jin was surprised that the matter had been resolved so easily. Given the earlier commotion, he had expected Mingya to be in for a beating, even if he had a valid reason.

Xiya, as if reading his thoughts, leaned in and whispered, “If Mingya weren’t still a child, this wouldn’t have been settled so easily. Those people were just trying to scare him.”

So that’s how it worked? It seemed this continent had its own set of rules. Lei Jin looked down at the little guy squatting beside him, grinning mischievously. He always caused trouble but somehow managed to escape unscathed.

“It’s getting late. Let’s stay here tonight and leave tomorrow morning,” Moya suggested. After several days of camping in the wild, they wanted Lei Jin to get a proper rest.

With the misunderstanding cleared up, Mingya cautiously approached Lei Jin. Seeing that Lei Jin only glanced at him and didn’t kick him away, he boldly snuggled up.

The Wolf Tribe’s settlement was nestled in a dense forest at the foot of a mountain. Tall houses made of black stone and yellow grass were arranged in an orderly fashion.

Strangers visiting the tribe were required to report to the chief, and this time was no exception. However, before they could even make their way there, they were surrounded by the family of the little wolf pup, who had heard the news.

Xiya and Moya were immediately bombarded with gratitude, only to realize that the real hero was the little guy currently curled up next to a female, acting spoiled.

That night, they stayed at the home of the tribe’s chief, Yu Qi. The chief was a young man who appeared very mature and composed. The brown-haired youth was his mate, who later introduced himself as Mu He.

Dinner consisted of large chunks of boiled meat. Noticing Lei Jin’s pale complexion and apparent injuries, Mu He took a few flatbreads and toasted them on the stove before handing them to Moya, who was feeding Lei Jin.

“Give him these. They’re a specialty of our tribe, and females love them.”

Moya thanked him and broke the bread into small pieces to feed Lei Jin.

From the moment Mu He started toasting the bread, Lei Jin had noticed a familiar aroma. Now, tasting it, he confirmed it was cornbread. The texture was coarser than what he was used to in the modern world, but the corn flavor was pure and strong.

“Mu He, can I ask if the corn—the stuff you use to make these breads—is yellow with lots of kernels?” Lei Jin tried to describe it, gesturing with his fingers to indicate the size.

Mu He smiled. “That’s about right, but the ears are much smaller.” Seeing Lei Jin’s interest, Mu He set down his bowl and went to the kitchen to fetch a couple of dried corn cobs. They were golden with a hint of red but no larger than Lei Jin’s palm.

“Does your tribe eat this often?” Lei Jin asked.

“Only a little. We save it for the females,” Yu Qi chimed in.

“Yes, the land to the west of our tribe is very dry. Only corn and small ground fruits grow well there, and even then, not much.”

“Small ground fruits?” Lei Jin asked curiously.

Moya handed Lei Jin a sip of water. “Let’s eat first.”

In truth, many things were tacitly understood among the tribes, especially regarding food sources. Although werebeast tribes primarily relied on meat, each tribe had its own reserves to survive lean years.

Mu He, however, didn’t seem to mind. He continued, “Luckily, I brought a handful with me. Take a look. These are small ground fruits.” He opened his left hand, revealing a few pale pink kernels.

Small ground fruits? These were peanuts! Lei Jin recognized them at a glance.

“They’re quite tasty when boiled fresh, but once they harden, they’re not as good.”

“You can extract oil from them,” Lei Jin suggested.

“Extract oil? How? What’s it used for?” Yu Qi quickly asked the key questions.

“I don’t know how to extract it,” Lei Jin admitted. He had eaten peanut oil but had no idea how it was made. Still, the principle was straightforward. “Basically, you squeeze the oil out of them.” Lei Jin took a peanut, crushed it in his hand, and showed the oily residue. “Add a little to your cooking, and it’s very fragrant.”

After dinner, the little wolf pup’s family returned, this time bearing gifts—two large pieces of fabric. The color wasn’t particularly appealing, a dull gray, but the material was thick, soft, and somewhat resembled cotton. The usual cloth towels used back at home were made of the same material.

Without waiting for a response, they handed over the fabric and exchanged a few words with Yu Qi before leaving.

“We really owe you our thanks,” Mu He said after seeing the visitors off. “To be honest, Qing He was Yu Qi’s strongest competitor for the position of chief. Although he lost, he and his followers have been challenging Yu Qi’s authority. Thanks to you bringing back the child, our relationship has improved.”

Lei Jin thought to himself, no wonder Mu He acted like he’d found his own child when he saw that chubby little wolf. There’s more to this story.

That night, the four of them shared a room, while Berg, who had been keeping a low profile since arriving at the Wolf Tribe, had a room to himself. It wasn’t until Xiya started helping Lei Jin undress that Mingya finally realized something was wrong. He crawled over and asked, “Lei Jin, what happened to your arms?”

After hearing Moya’s explanation, Mingya clung to Lei Jin, tears streaming down his face and dripping onto Lei Jin’s chest.

Lei Jin suddenly felt a burning sensation in his heart. This was the first time someone had cried for him since his injury. Losing his arms and the ability to care for himself in this unfamiliar world—he had wanted to cry too, but his eyes remained dry, not a single tear falling.

“Alright, stop crying,” Lei Jin heard himself say, though his heart felt hollow.

“Lei Jin, don’t cry. If it hurts, you can pull Mingya’s ears,” Mingya said, seeing the emptiness in Lei Jin’s eyes. He felt Lei Jin’s sorrow.

Mingya stuck out his furry bottom, pressing his head into Lei Jin’s hand and wiggling his ears.

Lei Jin couldn’t help but grab them. “Which eye of yours sees me crying? Go to sleep. We have to travel tomorrow.”

“En,” Mingya blinked away his tears and curled up in Lei Jin’s arms. “When Mingya grows up, Mingya will protect you. Mingya won’t let you get hurt or be sad.”

Lei Jin didn’t take the childish words seriously.

“By the way, how did you find that chubby little wolf?” Lei Jin asked, noticing Mingya’s guilty expression earlier. He knew there was more to the story.

“It wasn’t me. It was the little fox. He said he was hungry and caught a little wild dog to roast. Later, we realized it was a wolf pup from the Wolf Tribe.”

“So, you’re saying you were the ones who took the chubby little wolf in the first place?” Lei Jin finally understood.

Mingya grinned sheepishly and nodded.

Even though he had braced himself for this, Lei Jin still felt his next breath get stuck in his chest. After a long pause, he finally found his voice. “Alright, don’t mention this to anyone in the Wolf Tribe.” If they found out, gratitude would be the last thing on their minds. They’d probably want to kill them.

Xiya and Moya were already accustomed to their little brother’s knack for getting into trouble and miraculously escaping unscathed.

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“Tomorrow, if Mu He asks, tell him you want the black stone he’s wearing,” Lei Jin said before falling asleep. Mu He had mentioned giving them some corn and peanuts and asked if they needed anything else. Lei Jin trusted his instincts—the stone Mu He wore was similar to the one Jing Ping had. There had to be a connection.

Lei Jin had left Jing Ping’s stone with Xiya, as he didn’t like wearing accessories.

Moya, lying on the other side, heard their conversation and pulled out the stone he had picked up from the seabed. He had intended to show it to his papa, but since Lei Jin was also interested in these stones, he wondered what the connection was.

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There is nothing humiliating about this, Lei Jin told himself, just consider it as the price you have to pay to survive. Is there any other way besides this? If they didn’t talk it out, were they to keep living in this unclear state? So what to do in the end? He was aware of the relationship between Xiya and Moya, so he had to make it clear and choose a method that everyone could accept so that they could part ways amicably in the future.

So a similar scene was being played out again just one day later. If there was any difference, it was probably the location, and also only Lei Jin was naked, while the other two were dressed neatly.

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Lei Jin’s clothes were scattered casually on the grass on the side, which showed how anxious he was to take them off, without even taking the time to put them aside.

“Mmph…” Moya held Lei Jin’s violently heaving body in his arms, lowered his head and kissed him demandingly.

His hole was constantly rimmed by Xiya’s tongue, reaching a depth never before reached. His waist was so sore that he almost didn’t have the strength to kneel, but what was that feeling of soft fur that occasionally rubbed against his body?

The corner of his eye accidentally caught a glimpse of a golden color, reflecting the sunlight, as brilliant as brocade.

“Go away… hnn…” The words that had just come out were blocked by Moya again. Lei Jin began to struggle hard. If he was not mistaken, Xiya’s beast form was behind him.

He could accept doing it with a human, but not with a real leopard.

His inner walls were licked and sucked carefully, and all sensitive spots were pressed with extreme accuracy that his toes couldn’t help curling up. He fell into Moya’s arms, panting. Xiya’s tongue was still inside him, but he was no longer able to struggle free.

Moya raised his hand to wipe the sweat from the forehead of the person in his arms, and shook his head silently at Xiya.

Xiya glanced at the already exhausted Lei Jin, with a helpless struggle in his eyes. Finally, he turned around and changed back into human form. Faced with a temper like Lei Jin, he could only admit defeat. Who asked them to fall for him? Listening to what he said could make people crazy. He wanted to force him but couldn’t bear to do so.

Actually using his body for a transaction with them? Did he think they only wanted to do it with him?

He almost couldn’t hold back and really pop a baby in him. Let’s see where he can escape to then?

The two of them cooperated tacitly to help Lei Jin put on his clothes. His objections were futile, so they just carried him back.

“What should we do about Berg? We’re about to leave, and his condition doesn’t look good. It would be best to contact his tribe,” Xiya said, carrying Lei Jin effortlessly despite the added weight.

“I think he doesn’t want to, or rather, he’s afraid. That man’s background is probably something even his tribe can’t handle. Otherwise, how would Berg have been captured again?” Moya speculated. Berg had likely been taken from the merfolk tribe this time.

“If you’re tired, just sleep. We won’t do anything to you,” Xiya said, noticing how Lei Jin, despite being utterly exhausted, was still stubbornly trying to stay awake. He found it both amusing and distressing.

Lei Jin, whose eyelids were already drooping, opened them again at Xiya’s words, giving him a wary look. Finally, unable to fight the sleepiness any longer, he drifted off.

“Why do you provoke him? In the end, we forced him. He was such a free-spirited person before. Before even if we had to fight him to get him to comply, he’d never have agreed to something like today’s arrangement,” Moya said, gently touching Lei Jin’s face. He remembered how bold and carefree Lei Jin used to be. Although Lei Jin tried to act indifferent now, it was undeniable that he had become somewhat subdued since his injury. Today’s words were likely born out of desperation. The old Lei Jin would never have suggested such a thing. Back then, Lei Jin was all about self-reliance and finding a way home as quickly as possible.

“You’re right, but with his cold and stubborn personality, we might never have gotten close to him without some force,” Xiya said calmly. After a moment of thought, he added, “Forget it. Let’s just go back to the tribe and heal his arms. I don’t like seeing him so listless.”

Moya had already packed everything, and Xiya had prepared dinner, but Lei Jin was still asleep, showing no signs of waking.

“Is he sick?” Moya asked, concerned.

“His temperature isn’t high,” Xiya replied, also worried. He leaned over to feel Lei Jin’s forehead.

“Then we must have worn him out,” Moya said, recalling how the two of them had spent the entire afternoon with Lei Jin the day before.

Xiya thought for a moment and agreed. He touched Lei Jin’s clothes and frowned. “Why are his clothes so damp?”

“That shouldn’t be. I just changed him at noon, and I dried his clothes by the fire last night,” Moya said, reaching over to feel Lei Jin’s clothes. His brow furrowed. “Why is he sweating so much?”

Xiya undid Lei Jin’s clothes and saw that he was indeed drenched. “It must be a low-grade fever. I shouldn’t have argued with him at noon. His health hasn’t been great since the injury, and I took his clothes off outside where the sea breeze was cold. He hasn’t even recovered from yesterday afternoon.”

“Enough. I’m just as much to blame. We only have anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving herbs here. If his fever spikes, we’ll be in trouble,” Moya said, quickly changing Lei Jin’s damp clothes and wrapping him in his own. He held Lei Jin close to the fire.

Xiya’s wooden bucket, which he had planned to discard, was now filled with water and placed over the fire. Half of it burned, but the water heated quickly. They wiped Lei Jin down with the warm water and fed him some porridge. Throughout the night, they took turns holding him to keep him warm.

Xiya and Moya had been a little upset with Lei Jin earlier, but now, all they felt was concern. He was their weakness.

The rain had stopped, and they had prepared plenty of food for Berg, leaving behind everything they could spare.

They had hoped to contact Berg’s tribe for him, as his current condition made it unsafe for him to stay alone. But Berg had coldly refused, his expression turning icy.

“I’ve never seen someone so ungrateful,” Lei Jin said, his head throbbing with vexation.

So, even though they noticed Berg following them from a distance over the next few days, they decided to ignore him.

The wind was strong during flight, so they planned to walk for two days to give Lei Jin time to recover before flying back.

Berg trailed behind them, and it wasn’t until the third day that they realized he was following. By then, they were already a considerable distance from the merfolk tribe. Sending him back wasn’t an option, and leaving him alone in the unfamiliar forest felt cruel. They had no choice but to let him follow for now and figure things out later.

That night, they couldn’t find a cave, and the forest floor was too damp from the rain. They decided to spend the night in a tree, a common practice for werebeasts but uncomfortable for a female like Lei Jin.

The night in the forest was beautiful. The campfire below had just died out, and the three of them sat on a sturdy branch, the starlight filtering through the leaves. Aside from the chirping of insects, there were other faint sounds, but since Xiya and Moya didn’t seem concerned, Lei Jin decided not to worry.

“The first time I met the little guy was also in a tree,” Lei Jin suddenly said, his mood seemingly improved. “Back then, I thought I’d never want to sit on a tree branch again.”

Xiya wrapped an arm around Lei Jin’s waist, ensuring he wouldn’t fall.

“You’ll see Younger Brother when we get back,” Moya said. Lei Jin didn’t show any special affection for their little brother, but his fondness was evident.

“It’s been over half a year since I came here,” Lei Jin mused. At first, he had missed his modern life terribly. After all, he had been doing well there and hadn’t been forced to leave. If he couldn’t return, he could accept it, but now that there was hope, he didn’t want to miss the chance.

But lately, he found himself thinking less and less about his old life. He knew this wasn’t a good sign. He couldn’t let himself be tied down here, no matter how much he might grow attached. He hated feeling inherently weak, unable to resist many things.

The other two fell silent at the mention of this topic.

“Let’s sleep. We have to keep moving tomorrow,” Moya said, pressing a warm kiss to Lei Jin’s lips.

“Berg’s in trouble,” Xiya suddenly said, his sharp ears picking up faint sounds and the scent of blood on the wind. He squeezed Lei Jin’s hand. “You and Moya stay here quietly. I’ll go check.”

“Be careful, Elder Brother,” Moya said.

Xiya nodded and slipped silently down the tree, his agile form quickly disappearing into the dark night.

The distant roar of beasts made Lei Jin glance in that direction, but he could see nothing in the darkness except for a few pairs of glowing green eyes.

“Don’t worry. They’re just jackals. Elder Brother can handle them,” Moya whispered in Lei Jin’s ear.

Lei Jin, startled by Moya’s sudden closeness, frowned and said, “It’s none of my business.”

The forest soon returned to its earlier calm, and Xiya returned with Berg in tow.

Berg looked uncomfortable at having been discovered.

Xiya helped him up the tree and tied a vine around his waist for safety.

“Hey, why are you tying me up?” Berg protested, but with little room to move on the tree, he had no choice but to let Xiya secure him.

“So you don’t fall and die in the middle of the night,” Xiya said with a kind smile, though his actions were firm.

The next morning, Moya started a fire to roast meat while Lei Jin wandered nearby. Berg, who had been vomiting behind a tree, approached Moya and looked mournfully at the roasting meat.

“I want conch meat,” Berg said. He had been following them for days, surviving on the dried meat they had left behind, and his taste buds were desperate for something flavorful.

Lei Jin wanted to kick him. Where in the forest would they find conch meat? Was he just looking for trouble?

“If you follow us back, you might never eat those things again,” Moya pointed out, stating a harsh truth.

Berg immediately hung his head in silence.

“Lei Jin, look what I found!” Xiya called from a distance, holding something up with a smile.

Moya looked over and exclaimed in delight, “It’s a wood ox horn! Where did you find it, Elder Brother?”

Lei Jin knew about wood ox horns—they were what Roger had said could be used to make bows.

“Isn’t that from the thing that ran up to me last night?” Berg asked. He had been staying in a small tree hollow not far from them when a massive creature had stumbled over and died, followed by a pack of predators.

Xiya handed the horns to Lei Jin. “These are enough to make two bows. You won’t have to worry about your bow breaking when you go hunting.”

In the morning sunlight, the horns were beautiful, with spiral patterns and a translucent, amber-like sheen. They looked incredibly sturdy.

“His arm’s useless. What’s the point of hunting?” Berg muttered, earning cold glares from both Xiya and Moya.

Lei Jin, however, remained unfazed. He glanced at Berg’s stomach and said coolly, “Pregnant people should take it easy.”

Berg’s face turned pale, and he glared at Lei Jin, his lips trembling.

“Up ahead is the Wolf Tribe’s territory. We’ve seen them a few times while hunting, but we don’t have any ties with them. Let’s go around,” Xiya suggested.

The others agreed without objection.

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Before they could get far, they saw a cloud of dust ahead. A small silver figure was leading the charge, followed by forty or fifty people armed with wooden clubs.

“I really didn’t mean to! Help!”

Xiya and Moya exchanged a look, their eyelids twitching. They recognized that voice—it was their little brother, the one they thought should have been safe at home. Trouble had found them again.

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Afterwards, Lei Jin lay sprawled on the straw bed, his legs splayed wide, too weak to close. His lower half was covered in sticky, white traces, and the bed was a mess from the three of them.

He couldn’t tell who had pulled out of him, but the cool breeze entering his stretched entrance sent a shiver through him.

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Lei Jin had no idea what time it was, as the blindfold still covered his eyes.

“You take him to wash up. I’ll clean up here,” Xiya’s voice came, still hoarse but undeniably satisfied.

“En,” Moya responded, his voice close by.

Lei Jin felt the blindfold being removed, and the sudden light made him squint and close his eyes.

Moya picked up a relatively clean piece of clothing from the scattered pile on the ground and wrapped it around Lei Jin before carrying him to the stream in the forest to wash up.

Turns out the sun hadn’t set yet, and the daylight outside was bright. But several hours must have passed since lunch.

Although day and night made little difference to werebeasts, this was the first time Moya had held Lei Jin in such bright light, examining his body so closely. After thoroughly washing Lei Jin, Moya began cleaning where they had been inside him. His fingers probed gently, and the mixed fluids from both of them trickled down Lei Jin’s thighs. Moya’s eyes flickered, and he lifted Lei Jin’s legs, slowly entering him again, this time with extra care, knowing Lei Jin was exhausted from their earlier activities.

Lei Jin had braced himself for this and only let out a soft groan, allowing Moya to continue.

The forest air was fresh after the rain, and their figures intertwined as ripples spread across the water’s surface.

When they returned, Xiya had already tidied up the cave. It was relatively clean, though the faint scent of their earlier passion still lingered.

In his drowsy state, Lei Jin felt someone lift him up and feed him something—chewed meat and porridge—through their mouth.

When Lei Jin woke up again, he was alone in the cave. It was quiet, and a large golden halo of sunlight shone at the entrance. A green leaf, blown in by the wind, had landed near the straw bed. Judging by past experience, it must be midday again. He tried to sit up, but the soreness deep inside made him grimace.

Lei Jin closed his eyes, a sarcastic smile tugging at his lips. Lei Jin, look how pathetic you’ve become. When did you fall to this point? Like some abandoned woman. And now you’ve slept with two men at the same time. I used to pity Roger, but in the end, I’ve ended up in the same situation. He had to return to his original world. Modern society was where he belonged, not here, entangled in unclear relationships with two men.

“Lei Jin, are you awake?” Moya’s voice came from outside. He entered holding a steaming wooden bowl.

“If you’re awake, have something to eat. You haven’t had breakfast yet,” Moya said, noticing Lei Jin’s fingers twitch but getting no response. He knew Lei Jin was awake but probably unwilling to forgive their actions from the previous day.

“It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have joined in later,” Moya said, taking Lei Jin’s hand.

Lei Jin thought the first part sounded reasonable, but the next sentence nearly made him jump up in anger. Moya added, somewhat pitifully, “But it had been so long since I’d touched you, and you and Elder Brother were…”

Not wanting to hear a replay of what had happened, Lei Jin let out a soft grunt to cut him off.

“Have some water. Your throat must be uncomfortable,” Moya said, helping Lei Jin sit up and lean against him. He fed him half a bowl of water.

“Elder Brother went to deliver some things to Berg. We should be leaving in a couple of days,” Moya said, kissing Lei Jin lightly on the lips after he drank.

“Stay away from me,” Lei Jin said, his voice hoarse despite the water. After shouting and moaning for nearly an entire afternoon, his throat was wrecked.

“Alright, don’t be mad at me. I made porridge and the mushrooms you like. Let’s go out and eat,” Moya said, helping Lei Jin into his clothes. Only then did Lei Jin realize he had been sleeping naked, wrapped only in one of Xiya’s garments.

“Wait a moment. Let me apply some medicine. It’s still a bit swollen,” Moya said, parting Lei Jin’s legs to inspect the area. Suppressing his emotions, he calmly applied some green medicinal paste. “We don’t have jade mugwort, so this is just ordinary anti-inflammatory medicine. It might take longer to heal.”

Moya spoke naturally, but Lei Jin felt like strangling him. He kicked Moya in frustration, only to wince from the tugging pain it caused him.

“Moya?” Lei Jin called during their meal.

“What?” Moya looked up from feeding him, his eyes filled with warmth.

“We…”

“Moya!” Xiya’s voice, panicked and urgent, interrupted before Lei Jin could finish. Xiya appeared at the entrance, seeing Lei Jin in Moya’s arms. “Lei Jin, you’re awake?”

“What’s wrong?” Moya asked, noticing Xiya’s expression.

Xiya glanced at Lei Jin before saying, “That Berg suddenly said his stomach hurt, then collapsed. He’s bleeding… down there.”

Although Xiya often seemed calm and steady, even a bit shameless, he had little experience with such situations, having only been intimate with Lei Jin before.

“He looks like he’s in unbearable pain,” Xiya added.

“Let’s go see,” Lei Jin said. Since learning that Berg had been violated and might be pregnant, Lei Jin had taken more interest in his condition.

“Let’s go,” Moya said, picking Lei Jin up. Carrying him on his back wasn’t an option now.

Lei Jin understood the urgency and didn’t argue, letting Moya carry him. The three of them quickly reached the cave where Berg was staying.

Before they even entered, they heard Berg’s agonized screams.

Inside, they saw a massive golden fishtail thrashing wildly against the ground. Blood stained both the floor and Berg’s body.

Moya set Lei Jin down at the entrance, afraid Berg might accidentally hurt him in his frenzied state.

The two approached Berg, avoiding the range of his thrashing tail, and pinned his shoulders from either side.

“Berg, what’s wrong?” Moya asked, struggling to hold him down as Berg’s strength was immense.

“Moya, it hurts… my stomach… it hurts so much…” Berg’s eyes were red, and his mouth was bleeding from biting down too hard.

“Moya, give me some medicine… please…” Berg clutched Moya’s wrist desperately.

“We have some pain-relieving herbs left. Should I go get them?” Xiya asked, worried Berg might die from the pain.

Moya hesitated, then shook his head.

“Moya, I was wrong… I shouldn’t have hurt your mate… please, give me the medicine… it hurts so much…” Berg pleaded, thinking Moya still held a grudge over Lei Jin.

“Moya?” Xiya frowned, knowing his brother wasn’t usually this cold-hearted.

“Berg, is it possible you’re pregnant?” Moya asked bluntly. Although they hadn’t discussed it openly, everyone knew what had happened to Berg.

Xiya, unaware of the golden merfolk situation, looked puzzled but didn’t press for details.

Berg’s face paled, and a look of deep pain crossed his eyes. “No… it’s impossible… absolutely impossible…”

But was it really impossible? Berg knew better. During his captivity, that man had come to him every night. Merfolk had a six-month gestation period, and it had been about two months since then. Even if he hadn’t paid much attention, basic knowledge of his kind told him the truth.

The three exchanged glances, realizing there was a high chance Berg was indeed pregnant.

But none of them had experience with such a situation. They couldn’t risk giving Berg any medicine. Finally, Lei Jin suggested feeding Berg some of the hot porridge Moya had made. Warm food couldn’t hurt, right?

Seeing Berg’s resigned expression after Moya’s question, they knew they wouldn’t get any useful information from him. They had no choice but to try what they can.

Xiya and Moya managed to force two bowls of porridge into Berg. Exhausted, Berg soon fell unconscious.

“Is the bleeding still happening?” Lei Jin asked without much hesitation.

“It seems to have stopped,” Xiya replied, slightly embarrassed.

After settling Berg, the three of them left the cave.

Lei Jin didn’t want to be carried, so Xiya and Moya supported him on either side, treating him as if he might vanish at any moment.

“Let’s sit over there. I have something to say,” Lei Jin said, pointing to a large, dry rock by the path.

The spot offered a view of the vast, blue sea, making one feel insignificant in the face of nature.

“What do you want to say?” Xiya asked.

“I can accept both of you,” Lei Jin began. The two men’s faces lit up with hope, but Lei Jin quickly added, “Wait, let me finish.”

They quieted, obediently listening to what he had to say. They felt that anything else didn’t matter as much now that Lei Jin was willing to accept them.

“But I won’t participate in any ceremonies with you,” Lei Jin said. He knew that ceremonies here were akin to marriage in the modern world, and he wanted no part of it.

“Why?” Moya brushed Lei Jin’s hair aside, trying to read his expression.

“I have to return to my original world. We can only be bed partners,” Lei Jin stated firmly. After everything that had happened, he was no longer as optimistic as when he first arrived. Surviving alone in this unfamiliar world was nearly impossible.

For now, he could only rely on these two men. In his mind, as long as emotions weren’t involved, maintaining a physical relationship was acceptable.

“What kind of arrangement is this?” Xiya’s voice turned deep.

“You don’t have to accept it,” Lei Jin replied with a cold smile.

“If it were anyone else, would you make the same offer without hesitation?” Moya’s tone was equally displeased. They both had some idea of Lei Jin’s thoughts and why he was doing this, but understanding didn’t mean they agreed.

Lei Jin frowned, thinking that if it were anyone else forcing themselves on him, he’d have crippled them by now.

But he kept his thoughts to himself and asked, “So, do you agree or not? Just say it.”

Moya stared at him silently, clearly unwilling.

Lei Jin turned away in frustration.

Surprisingly, Xiya suddenly smiled brightly and said, “If we agree, does that mean you won’t mind being intimate with us in the future?”

“Elder Brother…”

“I want to hear Lei Jin’s answer,” Xiya cut Moya off.

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Though Lei Jin found Xiya’s sudden change in attitude suspicious, he nodded. What was done was done, and a few more times wouldn’t make much difference.

“Good,” Xiya said, his deep violet eyes unreadable. “Then you probably won’t mind doing it with us right here, either.” He patted the sun-warmed rock they were sitting on.

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Even if Lei Jin encountered Berg half-dead from a beating, he would calmly walk past without so much as a frown. However, the state Berg was in clearly indicated he had been violated and severely abused. This wasn’t the first time Lei Jin had seen such a scene—after all, he had clawed his way up from the darkest corners of society. But no matter how many times he witnessed it, he could never force himself to accept it emotionally.

That said, taking Berg in was out of the question. Berg was a walking disaster, and Moya’s past experience was a clear warning. Lei Jin had no desire to be besieged by a group of merfolk. Moreover, the man they had encountered earlier didn’t seem like someone to be trifled with. Most importantly, Lei Jin wasn’t the type to repay hurt with kindness. If he didn’t take advantage of the situation to kick Berg while he was down, he’d consider himself a saint.

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Despite telling himself not to get involved, the sight of Berg curled up, pale and trembling, stirred something in Lei Jin. He suddenly remembered why Berg’s name sounded familiar—it was the friend Jing Yue had mentioned, the one he had wanted to introduce Lei Jin to by the sea. Fate had intervened, and their first meeting had been anything but pleasant.

In fact, it had been downright hostile.

Just consider this a favor to Jing Yue, Lei Jin thought to himself. Glancing at the half-bucket of seafood in Moya’s hand, he looked up and said, “Let’s leave this for him to eat.”

Since Lei Jin was willing to let grudges go, Moya naturally didn’t object. He placed the bucket in front of Berg and turned to leave.

Berg had been in a daze, as if trapped in another nightmare. Two months ago, tired of life in the tribe, he had decided to venture out on his own, despite his dad and the tribe’s objections. He had met that man, and at first, their relationship had been peaceful, like friends. But then, inexplicably, he had been imprisoned and forced into intimacy. When he met Moya, he had just escaped but was too afraid to return home. Moya was quiet, but Berg had enjoyed his company. Yet, even the person he had come to care for had been harmed because of him. The ruins of the Nether Sea had collapsed into an unfathomable trench.

Now, the man had found him again. His dad wouldn’t be able to help. If worse came to worse, they could die together. With that thought, Berg’s eyes hardened with resolve.

The sudden appearance of food interrupted his thoughts. The familiar figure made him widen his eyes in disbelief. Berg quickly stood up, trying to grab Moya’s sleeve, but the intense pain from his privates sent him crashing to the sand.

“Moya?” Berg clutched at Moya’s pant leg, seeking confirmation.

Moya looked down at Berg’s pitiful state but felt no joy in seeing him like this.

“You’re alive… that’s great…” Berg’s voice grew weaker, but his grip on Moya’s pant leg didn’t loosen.

Only when Berg collapsed did Lei Jin notice the red and white stains on the back of Berg’s thighs. It was clear there was severe tearing inside.

“What should we do?” Lei Jin asked Moya.

“Whatever you decide, we’ll do,” Moya replied, deferring to Lei Jin.

Lei Jin knew that most people here lived simple, honest lives and would likely help someone in need. Moya probably wanted to help Berg too, but this person was infuriating. Lei Jin frowned and said, “Let him feed the fish here.”

Moya nodded. “Alright, let’s go back.” He even pried Berg’s hand off his pant leg and went to support Lei Jin, ready to leave immediately.

Moya’s reaction surprised Lei Jin. He had expected Moya to persuade him, and he would have reluctantly agreed. But Moya had agreed without hesitation.

Moya secretly smiled. After a moment of silence, he added, “Actually, this person hasn’t tried to kill us. If it’s too much, we could just toss him into a random cave.”

“Do as you like. Just keep him out of my sight,” Lei Jin said impatiently, waving his hand.

And so, Moya carried Berg on his back, one hand holding Lei Jin and the other clutching the half-bucket of seafood, as they made their way back.

Since Lei Jin had said he didn’t want to see Berg, Moya remembered a small, hidden cave nearby. It was too small for them to have chosen initially, but it was perfect for Berg now.

As for Berg’s injuries, neither of them knew how to treat them. They left some food, water, and herbs in the cave, figuring Berg could tend to himself when he woke up.

That evening, the three of them ate together. With no seasoning, Moya simply boiled the seafood in water with a pinch of salt. Despite its simplicity, the meal was surprisingly flavorful.

Moya told Xiya about their encounter with Berg. After a moment of thought, Xiya said, “Since you’ve already saved him, it’s done. But from what you’ve said, that man might not let this go. This isn’t our territory, so we need to be careful.”

After delivering this serious advice, Xiya stretched lazily and said with a grin, “I’ve been sleeping so well, my bones are rusty. I’ll go for a walk tomorrow.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Lei Jin asked, skeptical. Xiya had been drowsy all afternoon but now seemed full of energy.

“Better than ever,” Xiya replied, sensing the change in Lei Jin’s attitude toward him. Unlike before, when even their most intimate moments felt distant, things now felt more natural.

Xiya was sharp. From the moment he first woke up consciously, he had noticed the shift. His joy made his recovery feel complete, even if it was only 70% healed.

“By the way, what’s in that bowl over there? It’s quite bright.”

“Whale oil,” Lei Jin replied. The whale that had beached itself was beyond saving, so they had harvested some of its meat. It tasted similar to beef but was much tougher, making their jaws ache.

“We also found some ambergris,” Lei Jin added. In modern times, it would be worth its weight in gold, but here, it was probably useless.

Xiya examined the grayish-black substance, noting its slightly sour and fishy smell. Unfamiliar with it, he handed it back to Lei Jin. “But this whale oil is much better than the pine resin we use at home. It’s brighter and produces less smoke.”

Moya nodded in agreement. “It’s just hard to carry. But our tribe is east of the sea. We should check it out next time.”

The matter was temporarily set aside.

Since they had saved Berg, they couldn’t just let him die. He was still immobile, so they took turns bringing him food—sometimes Xiya, sometimes Moya.

But they wouldn’t have to care for him much longer. Xiya had fully recovered, and they were preparing to leave.

Today, Moya went to deliver lunch to Berg, leaving Lei Jin and Xiya alone in the cave.

Xiya lay on the grass bed, arms behind his head, lazily observing Lei Jin, who was sitting at the cave entrance basking in the sun. Casually, Xiya said, “I remember you promised to let me do it.”

Lei Jin was slightly startled, recalling the agreement. But given the current situation, he replied, “I remember, but not now.”

But Xiya didn’t plan to wait any longer. Seeing Lei Jin stand up, he took a step forward, hugged Lei Jin’s waist tightly from behind, and kissed him passionately along his ears to his neck. He slipped his hands in and began to untie Lei Jin’s belt.

The sudden kisses and caresses caught Lei Jin off guard. Before he could come to his senses, he saw a blur before his eyes and was pressed down on the straw mat by Xiya.

Xiya held Lei Jin’s waist with one hand and pressed him against him, while with the other hand he caressed his body and unbuttoned his clothes, and then he pressed on him with a passionate kiss.

Lei Jin wanted to resist, but thinking of what he had promised Xiya, he let Xiya press down on him and take off his clothes. Xiya’s kiss was passionate and eager, and the tingling pleasure soon spread throughout his body.

But Lei Jin suddenly thought of something and hurriedly stopped him, “No, Moya will be back soon, Xiya, stop it.” Although he wanted to end things with Moya, he didn’t want to do it this way.

Xiya couldn’t stop at this time. He just pulled Lei Jin’s hand to touch his member, which was already as hard as iron.

Despite this, Lei Jin still refused and said, “I agree to let you do it, but let’s go to another place, not here.” He could already feel Xiya’s hand stroking down his crease.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” Xiya lowered his head and kissed a nipple, grinding his teeth against the nub gently. His hands were on Lei Jin’s lower abdomen, inner thighs, buttocks, and other parts, but he didn’t touch his front. He soon felt Lei Jin’s body begin to tremble unconsciously.

Lei Jin wanted to control himself, but his sensitive body could not withstand Xiya’s teasing. The moans coming from his mouth gradually became uncontrollable, leaving only hot gasps.

“Stop it, Xiya, otherwise it will be too late.” Lei Jin bit his tongue in a final resistance.

“It’s too late.” Xiya grabbed Lei Jin’s ankle and lifted him up, then looked down at the fluttering entrance between his legs where he was about to enter.

“Why is it still so tight?” Xiya inserted a finger and immediately felt walls clamping down on him. Seeing how it slowly swallowed his finger, his temperature heated up and his eyes began to burn.

“You idiot.” It was one thing for him to agree to it, but it was another thing to be treated like that. Seeing Xiya still playing with that place relentlessly, he started to curse.

When Xiya inserted the second finger, he knew that it was not going to work. He had to find something lubricant, otherwise Lei Jin would get hurt. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the whale oil in the corner.

He carried Lei Jin over and pressed him against the wall. He put some whale oil on his hand and went in to open up the area. Feeling how the entrance began to soften, he lifted up Lei Jin’s legs and thrust upward while they stood face to face.

But the best laid plans often go awry. In the middle, Moya came back, which marked the beginning of the entanglement between the three.

The sudden entry made Lei Jin frown uncomfortably. After all, he had had sex with the two of them several times, but the feeling of being penetrated was not something he could get used to. If he had not already promised Xiya this time, he would never have let him go this far. But the effect was unexpectedly good. Even Lei Jin could not deny that he had felt unprecedented pleasure at the hands of Xiya and Moya.

As long as it’s fun, being penetrated doesn’t seem to be a difficult thing to accept. Lei Jin was distracted by Xiya’s intensive thrusting and thought in a daze.

“What are you thinking about?” Xiya asked softly, holding Lei Jin by his buttocks with both hands and caressing them hungrily. His member deliberately rubbed the sensitive spots inside his body as he pulled out.

The unsatisfied emptiness inside him made Lei Jin look at Xiya impatiently and said, “Come on, get on with it…”

“Do you want me?” Xiya buried his head in Lei Jin’s chest and sucked hard, spreading Lei Jin’s buttocks wider, and quickly inserted himself into the tempting little hole again, hitting that sensitive spot in his memory heavily.

The intense pleasure made Lei Jin shout. Xiya reached out and grasped the tip of his shaft, which had already overflowed with white liquid. He whispered, “It’s still early.”

“Let go…” The pain of not being able to come made Lei Jin furrowed his brows and groan.

The stimulation at the front made his insides tighter. Xiya moaned, grabbed Lei Jin’s waist, and started thrusting impatiently.

Lei Jin knelt on the ground with his hips raised, his knees a little sore, his back pressed against Xiya’s chest. Xiya had already orgasmed inside him twice, but his tightly held member had not found release once.

The pleasure grew greater and greater, and the pain piled higher and higher.

“Xiya…” Lei Jin called his name, and the hint of begging was very obvious at this point, but Xiya did not soften his heart.

Lei Jin was almost going crazy. His shaft was hard and swollen, but Xiya’s grip was uncompromising and pushed his release back again and again.

Xiya came once again and picked up Lei Jin’s body from the ground. The two returned to the straw mat. Xiya lay down, holding Lei Jin’s waist, slowly sinking him down and forcing his walls to swallow his shaft until it was completely buried, and began another round of vigorous conquest. However, one hand was still squeezing Lei Jin’s own member.

Lei Jin was covered in sweat, and under Xiya’s rapid thrusting, he could only gasp and moan.

“You’re back?” Xiya said to the cave entrance.

Lei Jin’s body stiffened with his back to the cave entrance. He knew who the person who came back was without the need to even turn his head. He had tried every means to avoid this, but he didn’t expect to have this exact situation still play out in the end. In that case, there was nothing to do but see it to the end. Lei Jin twisted his waist and actively met Xiya’s thrusts, while keeping an eye on Moya’s movements. However, he was shocked to find that Moya did not leave at all, but came straight towards them instead.

“You’re distracted…” Xiya squeezed his weeping member lightly.

“Ah…Xiya…”

The noise coming from the straw mat behind him startled Lei Jin. He immediately wanted to turn around to check, but Moya, still wearing clothes that were cold from outside, had already come close to him.

It was cold behind him and hot in front of him, and Lei Jin was stuck in the middle, as if he was living in a world of ice and fire.

“You don’t mind if I join, right?” Moya bit the tip of Lei Jin’s ear, reached out one hand and gently pinched a cherry red nub on Lei Jin’s chest, while the other hand suddenly grasped Lei Jin’s angrily flushed member. The coolness of Moya’s hand made him shiver.

“No, no…” Lei Jin moaned. Although he always knew that they had the intention to share a wife, he would never agree to such a thing.

“It’ll feel really good.” Moya licked Lei Jin’s bare shoulders seductively and began to stroke and scratch lightly with his fingers and palm.

“No, I… won’t… ngh… let go…” Lei Jin moaned brokenly while being attacked from both sides by Xiya and Moya.

“Say yes, and I’ll let you come.” Moya hooked Lei Jin’s chin, and without waiting for him to catch his breath, he entangled their tongues in a fierce dance, not wanting to hear his refusal again.

Only then did Lei Jin see clearly that there seemed to be a strong desire in Moya’s eyes to tear him apart and eat him up.

“Say yes.”

“Moya…”

Xiya was also unwilling to be ignored below, so he suddenly increased his strength, pistoning upwards violently, holding Lei Jin’s waist and lifting him up lightly, then pressing down hard, each time hitting the sensitive spot inside Lei Jin.

Lei Jin’s loud moans and gasps were completely swallowed by Moya, while the speed of his hand moving was getting faster and faster. Lei Jin was unable to fight back under the attack of the two.

“Let us have you together.” Moya persuaded persistently.

Even though Lei Jin was about to be overwhelmed by the pleasure, he still insistently shook his head.

Xiya and Moya even took the time to share a look with each other. When Xiya came in him again, the hot liquid almost burned his inner walls. Moya finally let go of his shaft which had been kept from coming this whole time. Without the support of the two, Lei Jin sprawled bonelessly on Xiya, immersed in the afterglow of the climax. However, when he felt Moya moving away behind him, he felt a little panicked.

He wanted to ask him to stay, but what about the relationship between the three of them?

Before Lei Jin had time to think, he felt a darkness in front of his eyes. Something was covering his eyes.

“What are you doing? Take it off.” Lei Jin admonished, but his voice was still hoarse after that round, so it had no deterrent effect at all, and instead held a bit of provocative allure instead.

“Since you don’t want to see it, you can just pretend we’re one person.” Xiya held Lei Jin’s waist and pulled out. The tingling that still remained inside made Lei Jin grunt lightly. Since his eyes could not see anything, he became doubly sensitive towards touch.

But the feeling of emptiness didn’t last long, as his waist was pulled back by the arms reaching out from behind. The entrance, which had been well used by now, was already so soft that it no longer needed any lubrication. With his legs laying open, his body easily accepted the eager insertion of the person behind him.

“Moya…” Lei Jin panted. Xiya was still under him, so it was clear who was behind him.

“Mnn… mnn…” Xiya pressed Lei Jin’s head down and kissed him deeply.

The familiar thrusting sensation, the hot and wet joining intensified Lei Jin’s pleasure, and every impact made him moan loudly.

“Slow down…slow…Moya…ah…” Lei Jin was unable to move and could only allow the other to thrust in and out at will. The continuous pleasure drove his sanity almost on the verge of collapse.

“Then who am I?” Xiya’s hot hands wandered over Lei Jin’s body.

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“Moya…ah…” The wetness below made the joining between the two smoother. The climax was getting closer and closer, making Lei Jin almost unable to breathe.

“Ah… let go… Xiya… let go…” His walls were once again filled with Moya’s cum, but Lei Jin’s own member was pinched at the base again.

By the end, Lei Jin was pressed down on the straw mat, with one leg raised to accept the relentless mining from above. He was held in the arms of one lover face to face and entered while at the same time the other lover behind him spread his legs to make it easier for the brother in front to enter. His mind was so fuzzy from pleasure that he couldn’t tell who was who. He only knew that from beginning to end, he was only allowed to come twice.

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When Lei Jin woke up, Moya was still asleep, though he had somehow shifted back to his human form during the night. Even so, he clung tightly to Lei Jin, their bodies pressed together without a hint of space between them.

The faint light of dawn filtered through the milky mist outside the cave, casting a soft glow. The sky wasn’t particularly bright, and the gentle patter of rain on leaves created a soothing sound. Beside him, the young man slept soundly, his brow relaxed and his lips slightly parted, exuding a rare innocence and tranquility.

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Moya, Moya, Lei Jin silently called his name. Perhaps if Moya hadn’t left yesterday, he would have finally mustered the courage to end things clearly. After all, Lei Jin wasn’t one to drag things out. Being entangled with two brothers was something he couldn’t handle. Since he had chosen to accept Xiya, he had to let go of Moya.

When Moya had left, Lei Jin had rehearsed countless ways to start the conversation. But no matter how much he prepared, he hadn’t anticipated the landslide. When he heard the mountain collapse and thought Moya was in danger, he had been ready to risk his life to save him. If something had happened to Moya, he would have chosen to die with him. Thinking back on it now, even though it had been a fleeting thought, Lei Jin couldn’t help but shiver.

If he were to make the choice again now, sober and clear-headed, he probably wouldn’t do the same. At most, he’d do as he had told Moya on their way back: If you die early, I’ll bring someone new to your grave every year and have a few rounds of sex.

But the words to end things were impossible to say now. For once, Lei Jin wanted to play the ostrich, burying his head in the sand and pretending everything was fine. He decided to wait until Xiya was fully awake before addressing the issue. A day or two wouldn’t make much difference.

For the past couple of days, Lei Jin had allowed himself to indulge in the fleeting moments of happiness with Moya, savoring what he knew would soon come to an end.

“What are you thinking about now?” Moya’s voice broke the silence. He had woken up at some point, his expression still soft with sleepiness. He leaned over and playfully nipped Lei Jin’s nose, leaving behind two faint tooth marks.

“Since you’re awake, get up already,” Lei Jin said, pushing him away. What was the point of two grown men being so clingy first thing in the morning?

“En,” Moya agreed, helping Lei Jin sit up. He fetched the medicine bowl by the fire and began the morning routine of changing the dressing on Lei Jin’s shoulder wound.

“How does it feel these days?” Moya asked as he applied the ointment.

“Same as before,” Lei Jin replied. Mu Ye had already said the medicine would only prevent the wound from worsening, which implied it wouldn’t get better either.

“Once Elder Brother is better, we’ll head back. Chunji is a skilled healer. He’ll definitely cure you. Back then, when papa…” Moya trailed off, then continued, “Anyway, don’t worry. But the sooner we treat it, the better.”

Lei Jin knew that, but it seemed like accidents kept happening one after another.

“By the way, how’s the injury on your left leg?” Lei Jin asked, noticing Moya’s slight limp when he turned. This trip had been nothing but bad luck—injuries and illnesses left and right. When they got back, he’d have to take a saltwater bath and eat some pig trotter noodles to ward off the bad luck.

“It’s almost healed,” Moya said. They were just superficial wounds, not serious, but the lack of proper rest had delayed the healing process.

“Was it that goldfish who hurt you?” If Moya said yes, Lei Jin would definitely find a way to catch that fish and make soup out of it.

“No, it was from an eagle’s talons while I was gathering herbs on the cliff,” Moya explained. But mentioning Berg reminded him of the conch he had brought back. He had examined it several times but found nothing unusual—it was just a large conch.

“Take a look at this conch. See if there’s anything strange about it. I’ll make breakfast,” Moya said, handing the conch to Lei Jin before turning to prepare the meal.

He cooked porridge and roasted meat, then fed a still sleeping Xiya two cups of warm porridge. Moya and Lei Jin examined the conch for a while but still did not figure any use out of it. Due to a lack of information about the merfolk, there weren’t even any clues to go off from.

Xiya was sleeping soundly, and only grumbled at them to go away if they had nothing better to do than be lovey-dovey. Over the past couple of days, Xiya had been waking up more often, but he was still groggy and would fall back asleep after a few words. Moya said that ample sleep was the best way for werebeasts to regain their strength. Seeing Xiya’s complexion improve day by day, Lei Jin decided to let him sleep as much as he needed.

“Let’s go for a walk by the sea. The rain’s lighter now,” Moya suggested, helping Lei Jin up. He made sure the cave entrance was securely blocked before they left.

“Bring the big wooden bucket,” Lei Jin reminded him.

The rain had indeed lightened to a drizzle. The path to the beach was muddy from the continuous downpour, so Moya carried Lei Jin on his back.

The sea was calm now. The two of them walked barefoot on the sand, letting the small waves wash over their feet before receding. The beach was littered with beautiful seashells, though Lei Jin wasn’t interested in them. He wasn’t a young girl, after all.

What he was looking for were edible shellfish—clams, oysters, crabs, and shrimp. Since the area was uninhabited, these creatures were plentiful and untouched except by seabirds. They were plump and large. Moya didn’t recognize them, so he followed Lei Jin’s instructions, catching this and that. At first, he got pinched by a crab a few times, but he soon got the hang of it.

Lei Jin had been eyeing these delicacies for a while, but with Moya missing and then Xiya injured, he hadn’t had the chance to gather them. Now that both were safe, he finally had the opportunity.

“Moya, we’ve hit the jackpot. Come here!” Lei Jin called from beside a large rock.

Thinking something had happened, Moya hurried over. Lei Jin excitedly pointed to a few black, spiny, soft creatures in the crevices of the rock.

“What are these? They look disgusting,” Moya said honestly.

“You have no taste,” Lei Jin scolded, glaring at him. It was a shame Moya didn’t recognize such a treasure. Lei Jin felt it was his duty to educate him. “These are sea cucumbers. They’re incredibly nourishing. Next time you see them, don’t hesitate—just grab them. These must have been washed ashore by the tide.”

Seeing Lei Jin’s enthusiasm, Moya reluctantly picked them up and tossed them into the bucket. Lei Jin carefully searched the rocks and found five sea cucumbers, each weighing over a pound. He was thrilled.

Moya indulged him, letting Lei Jin have his way.

“The rain’s picking up again. Let’s take shelter in that cave,” Moya suggested, leading Lei Jin to a small cave. The two of them squeezed inside, with Lei Jin practically sitting on Moya’s lap.

The distant forest and the nearby sea were shrouded in the fine mist of rain.

Moya turned his head and kissed Lei Jin, gently sucking on his tongue. Their kiss was quiet and tender, devoid of any lust, as they embraced in the drizzle.

When they finally pulled apart, they sat shoulder to shoulder. Lei Jin absentmindedly played with the conch he had brought along.

“Where did this conch come from? You’ve been staring at it for days,” Lei Jin asked, still unable to see anything special about it.

“Berg left it,” Moya admitted.

Lei Jin gave him a knowing look and handed it back. “Your old flame’s keepsake? Better take good care of it.” He had seen through Berg’s feelings at a glance. These things couldn’t escape his sharp eyes.

“Don’t be mad. Let me explain,” Moya said quickly, taking the conch.

“I’m not mad,” Lei Jin said with a smile, though his tone suggested otherwise. Even if Moya had slept with that goldfish, it wasn’t his business. But if that were true, he’d make sure Moya never got close to him again.

Knowing Lei Jin was upset, Moya hurriedly explained the whole story, including his suspicions about the conch. When it came to revenge, Lei Jin was all ears. He hadn’t forgotten how Berg had ambushed him and pulled out his hair.

“Hand it over. Let me take another look,” Lei Jin said, determined to examine the conch closely.

“Try blowing into it,” Lei Jin suggested. Since they couldn’t find anything unusual by looking, maybe the sound would reveal something.

Moya did as he was told, blowing into the conch. It produced a low, mournful sound, but nothing particularly special. Just as they were about to give up and toss it aside, the sea, which had been calm, suddenly churned violently.

Moya, with his keen werebeast eyes, was the first to see a massive fish approaching, with a strikingly tall and muscular man riding on its back. The man was heading straight for them.

Moya stood up, pulling Lei Jin into his arms. As the man drew closer, Lei Jin got a good look at him and muttered, “What, does he think he’s Poseidon? Making such a dramatic entrance.”

The enormous whale beached itself without hesitation, and the man jumped off, striding toward them. He had sharp, handsome features, deep blue hair and eyes, and wore a long blue robe.

He smiled politely but his eyes were fixed on the conch in Moya’s hand. Without preamble, he asked, “Where did you get that conch?”

“That doesn’t seem to be any of your business,” Lei Jin retorted, his tone sharp. He didn’t take kindly to strangers being rude.

The man seemed to notice Lei Jin for the first time, giving him a once-over before saying to Moya, “He’s a pretty one, but his temper isn’t great.”

“I can handle it,” Moya replied matter-of-factly, earning a glare from Lei Jin. So you were “handling” me all this time?

The man raised an eyebrow, amused by their dynamic. He clearly hadn’t expected Moya to admit it so honestly. Moya stepped in front of Lei Jin, shielding him from the man’s gaze.

“What do you want?” Moya asked, realizing the man must have been drawn by the conch’s sound. This had to be related to Berg.

“That conch was a gift to my mate. How did it end up in your hands?”

“Your mate? Berg?” Lei Jin and Moya exchanged glances, both finding it hard to believe. With his actions, Berg didn’t seem like he had a mate all this time.

“So you do know him. Do you know where he is now?” The man’s face showed genuine concern and urgency.

Moya hesitated. He had witnessed the fear in Berg’s eyes when he looked at the conch—it wasn’t the reaction of someone who had a loving mate. But Berg had hurt Lei Jin, and that was a fact.

Finally, Moya nodded but added cautiously, “We don’t know about your mate, but we found this conch on the beach.”

“So that little one’s home is here, huh? Let’s see where he can run to now,” the man said, his tone mild but his lips curling into a cold smile.

He pulled out a handful of large pearls from his pocket, their surfaces shimmering with a rosy hue, clearly very valuable, and handed them to Lei Jin. “These are for you, as a token of my gratitude.”

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They thought the matter was settled. With Berg out of the picture and no threat from the merfolk, they could finally relax. Xiya, though still sleeping a lot, was now able to get up for meals three times a day. In a few more days, they could start their journey home.

But their peace lasted only three days. One morning, while Lei Jin and Moya were out gathering seafood, they found Berg behind a large rock. He was barely clothed, his spirit broken, his body covered in marks that spoke of intense intimacy. Even his once glorious golden hair looked dull, a far cry from his former arrogance.

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