I was terrified! Raising a colossal star beast in the Beast Taming World

Chapter 220 What will everyone be like in the future?

Of the others, Luo Yan was the first to recover from her shock, her tone filled with a sense of relief, as if she had escaped a disaster: "In that case, we were really lucky."

"Meng Yanqing killed Lei Ying before she could use her true strength. The fully-formed Lightning Princess was already able to fight on equal terms with the ultimate-formed Myriad Blades Returning to the Void Lotus, but in the end, Yanqing still took her away in a way that resulted in mutual destruction."

She paused, her tone becoming serious: "If we had faced the Ultimate-level Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Tribulation Princess back then... I simply can't imagine what that would have been like."

A collective gasp filled the lounge.

Yes, the fully-formed Lightning Princess is already breathtakingly fast, so how strong would the ultimate-formed Thousand Thunder Heavenly Tribulation Princess be? It's unimaginable!

"They'll definitely get crushed."

Meng Yanqing gave a crisp answer, her tone as calm as if stating a fact unrelated to herself: "If she had fought me in her ultimate form from the start, I probably wouldn't have lasted even half a minute."

She spoke frankly, without a trace of resentment, as if she were analyzing someone else's game.

Luo Yan nodded: "So we were really lucky. Meng Yanqing replaced her before she even revealed her hand, otherwise it would have been quite troublesome."

"Hehe, it's okay."

Meng Yanqing suddenly smiled, revealing two small tiger teeth. She turned around and hugged Xue Youyou's arm, resting her head on Xue's shoulder and shaking it playfully. "Anyway, Youyou will be the grand finale. Even if the process is a little troublesome, it won't matter. Right, Youyou?"

Xue Youyou swayed slightly as she was shaken by her. She glanced at her sideways and gave her a matter-of-fact look: "Of course."

"hey-hey."

Meng Yanqing smiled so hard her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she hugged Xue Youyou's arms even tighter.

She was genuinely happy, not only because she won the game, but also because of Xue Youyou's words, "Well played," and that heartfelt thumbs-up.

It feels amazing to be praised after a match.

From the moment the interview ended, she practically clung to Xue Youyou's side the entire time. One moment she was holding her arm, the next she was leaning on her shoulder, and then she was whispering in her ear. Her affectionate manner made the people around them think all sorts of things.

Lu Yutang's gaze never left Xue Youyou from the moment Meng Yanqing hugged her arm.

She stared at the two intertwined arms, at Meng Yanqing's head that was resting unrestrainedly on Xue Youyou's shoulder, and at the hand that Xue Youyou was using to ruffle Meng Yanqing's hair, her eyes growing increasingly resentful.

Last night, when Meng Yanqing wasn't around, on their way back from Bao Yunxing's place, Youyou confidently promised to protect her.

He even said something like, "Yutang, if you stay by my side, I won't let anyone hurt you."

You spoke so gently and earnestly.

The results of it?

Once Meng Yanqing returned, Youyou stopped paying much attention to her.

Since the end of that match, Youyou has barely spoken a few words to her, her attention entirely focused on Meng Yanqing.

Lu Yutang bit her lower lip, and her cheeks puffed out unconsciously.

She knew that such emotions shouldn't exist between teammates, especially since Meng Yanqing had indeed achieved a remarkable victory today, and it was only natural for her to enjoy the attention and praise from her teammates.

but--

But she was still unhappy.

Why should I?

The more I think about it, the more unwilling I am to accept it.

We need to find a way to get Youyou's attention back.

Lu Yutang took a deep breath and suddenly spoke, her voice deliberately sweeter than usual: "Youyou—so, who do you think will win between Manluo and Lei Ying, those two ultimate beast tamers?"

Xue Youyou, who was being swung around by Meng Yanqing's arms, paused for a moment and turned to look at Lu Yutang.

She tilted her head, blinked, thought for about two seconds, then spread her hands and gave a very honest answer: "With so little information, and considering that the two sides don't seem to have a significant difference in strength, who can guess the outcome?"

Xue Youyou was just telling the truth, but to Lu Yutang, it sounded like Xue Youyou was just giving her a perfunctory answer.

Therefore, after hearing this, Lu Yutang's cheeks puffed up a little more.

She knew Xue Youyou was right—they had almost no decent information about what hidden abilities Manluo's Other Shore Calamity Dragon had, or how strong the evolved Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Tribulation Princess really was.

In this situation, it is indeed asking the impossible to predict the outcome.

But that's not the problem.

The problem was that Xue Youyou's tone was too casual when she answered her, as if she were answering a random stranger's question. It completely lacked the gentleness and patience she showed when answering Meng Yanqing.

Lu Yutang lowered her eyes, pressed her lips into a thin line, and remained silent.

"Yutang?"

Meng Yanqing lifted her head from Xue Youyou's shoulder, blinked at Lu Yutang, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood."

Lu Yutang quickly shook her head: "I'm fine."

She said she was fine, but her little face clearly said, "I'm not okay."

The atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became subtle.

Su Wanrou picked up the water glass on the table, took a slow sip, and her gaze shifted back and forth between Lu Yutang, Meng Yanqing, and Xue Youyou. Her expression was calm, but her eyes held a kind of delightful "watching a show" gleam.

Ning Xiaoman quietly ate her snacks. She usually makes a slight crunching sound when she eats, but now the crunching sound is unusually soft, as if she is deliberately trying to minimize her presence so as not to disturb some exciting plot development.

Cui Yelan clenched her fists and looked away with a touch of sadness.

Lin Yueyao leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, a slight smile playing on her lips. As an observer, the scene before her was indeed quite something to savor.

Lin Qingchan and Shen Yanqiu exchanged glances, their eyes conveying a shared desire to see rivers of blood.

Of everyone present, only Meng Yanqing was unaware—

Just last night, during the time Meng Tianxiang called her away, Lu Yutang tried to sneak into someone's house.

What's even more interesting is that, including Xue Youyou, everyone tacitly refrained from mentioning this to Meng Yanqing.

There was no agreement, no collusion, but everyone tacitly chose to remain silent.

The lounge fell silent for a moment, with only the narration coming from the big screen.

There was something indescribable in the air—everyone had their own agenda, that's probably what it meant.

Unaware of the situation, Meng Yanqing only felt that the atmosphere had suddenly become somewhat somber.

She looked around and found that everyone was wearing an expression she couldn't understand.

And for some reason, these expressions all seem incredibly Keqing-esque.

Meng Yanqing tilted her head and thought for a moment.

Did she say something wrong?

So, Meng Yanqing took over the topic raised by Lu Yutang, deciding to break the strange silence herself. She looked at Xue Youyou and asked, "Youyou... who do you hope will win?"

In response to Meng Yanqing's question, Xue Youyou blinked and replied almost without hesitation, "I hope Lei Ying wins."

His tone was crisp and decisive.

Meng Yanqing was slightly taken aback.

She had expected Xue Youyou to give a response like "it doesn't matter who wins." She never imagined Xue Youyou would have such a clear bias.

Why?

Meng Yanqing pressed for an answer, tilting her head slightly like a curious cat.

She had only asked casually, but now she was genuinely curious.

Xue Youyou turned her head to look at Meng Yanqing's face, which was full of curiosity.

A slight smile played on her lips as she reached out and gently ruffled Meng Yanqing's hair, her movements as tender as if she were stroking a beloved cat.

Her voice was also very gentle.

"Because..."

She paused, a glint of something unreadable flashing in her eyes: "Lei Ying is a good girl."

The air in the lounge seemed to vibrate subtly at that moment.

Su Wanrou's lips curved upwards by a fraction of a millimeter.

Cui Yelan's already stiff neck became even stiffer.

The bag of snacks in Ning Xiaoman's hand slipped off for the second time and fell to the ground with a "thud".

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yutang's cheeks puffed out even more, like a hamster with its mouth stuffed full of nuts.

Only Meng Yanqing blinked after hearing this, her face showing an "I see" expression.

She nodded, seemingly agreeing: "Lei Ying isn't a bad person. She's just a bit too arrogant and has a sharp tongue."

Lu Yuan glanced at Meng Yanqing, who was agreeing with Xue Youyou, and then at Lu Yutang, whose cheeks were still puffed out, and sighed softly.

What will become of the children in our Lan Zhi Yuan?