Chapter 78: Ruan Chanchan: Again With the kneeling!
"Nan Zhi, are you dreaming?" Zhou Laosan rolled her eyes and said to Nan Zhi, "What happened with Ah Man was just dumb, sheer luck that fools have; what can Ruan Chanchan even do in this case? Look at your sister’s injuries. Her stomach has been torn open. Do you think that Ruan Chanchan has some magic spell that can put everything right?"
"Zhou Laosan, if you have nothing good to say, then you can keep your mouth shut!" Xie Daiyu snapped as he turned and looked at the woman who stood a bit far from him. If not for the fact that the woman was not standing next to him, he would have smacked her right across her face. "We all know that you are upset because Ruan Zeqiu refused to imprint with you, but there is no need for you to target Ruan Chanchan over that every time you open your foul mouth."
Now that Xie Daiyu knew that Ruan Chanchan was his destined one, he was fiercely protective of her and couldn’t listen to anyone talking badly about her.
Zhou Laosan blushed red in shame when she heard Xie Daiyu calling out to her in front of everyone. She glared at the mer, but she didn’t dare to say anything to him. Firstly, the mer was too strong, and secondly, the tribe leader was right next to him. If she said anything to Xie Daiyu, she would be evoking the wrath of the Tribe leader.
Zhou Laosan was just a third-level beast woman. She wasn’t weak, but she was not strong either. She didn’t want to get on the wrong side of the Tribe Leader just because of a mer. She pursed her lips and stopped speaking.
In the end, after much discussion and the resolute refusal of the elders to let Ruan Chanchan treat Nan Wu, Priestess Yuan was called. When the old woman arrived and saw Nan Wu’s injuries, she shook her head and said, "This is beyond my skills. At most I can cover her wound with mud—but that wouldn’t help her get any better."
Everyone knew that even after getting their wounds covered with mud, many warrior-kind beastwomen died. Nan Wu was not anything special; maybe she would die as well.
Nan Zhi, on the other hand, did not want to accept this. He knew that Ruan Chanchan could do something; she should know something that could help his sister. He stared at the elders who were still fervently discussing and turned around on his feet before rushing to the cave where the Ruan siblings lived.
At that moment, Ruan Chanchan was eating the omelette that she had cooked last night. Even though she could hear the screaming and yelling, she didn’t go outside. After all, she knew that the tribe member didn’t like her and they didn’t want to see her face. Though Ruan Chanchan wanted the tribe to accept her, she didn’t want to see the sullen faces of the elders of the tribe.
Maybe those old women were worried that Ruan Chanchan would shake their importance in the tribe, that they wanted to go against her at every turn. However, how was she going to do that? Even Ruan Chanchan didn’t know? Maybe there was some other reason these elders were going against her.
But what?
"Ruan Chanchan!"
Ruan Chanchan had just taken a bite of the omelette when she heard someone call her name. Startled, she choked on the bite that she had taken and turned to look at Nan Zhi, who stood outside her cave. "What? Did you miss bullying me or something? Why did you come looking for me so early in the morning?" What was this mer trying to do by screaming so loudly? He nearly gave her a heart attack.
Nan Zhi’s expression turned a bit stifled. He wanted to retort, but when he thought about how he came here to ask Ruan Chanchan for help, he didn’t dare to say anything and simply lowered his head.
"Ruan Chanchan, can you help me?"
Ruan Chanchan was about to shoo the mer away, as she didn’t have any fond memories of this mer, but as soon as the mer spoke with that sobbing and aggrieved voice, she paused. Help him? With what?
She raised her head and looked at the mer with confusion in her eyes and questioned, "What do you mean? What kind of help do you want from me?"
Before she could even ask anything further, Nan Zhi knelt on the ground with a thud.
Ruan Chanchan: "..." Again with that kneeling!
"Wait—"
"Ruan Chanchan, I know that I was really rude to you, but I beg you not to take it out on my sister. Please, just once, help her a little. She was attacked by the members of the snake tribe, and now her life and death are unknown. I promise, if you—if you save the life of my sister, then I—then I am willing to become your bedmate. Even if you don’t imprint on me, I will willingly follow you and give you as many children as you want. I will work hard to make sure that you will get a warrior-kind daughter or son or mer-son. Just save the life of my sister."
If not for the tragic sobs punctuating the words of the mer, Ruan Chanchan would have choked hard. She really couldn’t believe that she was hearing such a thing. What did this mer meant by that he was going to treat her well? And even give birth to a warrior-kind child for her? She didn’t need a child!
Excuse me, she was not even eighteen in this body. Too young to have any hank to the pank with a mer.
She cleared her throat and said to the mer, "Alright, calm down. First tell me what happened to your sister. I cannot help your sister if I don’t know what is wrong with her, alright?"
Nan Zhi sniffed. He raised his head and began, "She—"