If I win in the cavalry charge duel, let me touch Miss Nini'an's butt.
Lanling's voice was loud, almost echoing across the entire battlefield.
"Good, good, good..."
Immediately, countless cheers erupted.
The chieftain's daughter—the famed flower of the Chimera Tribe—always so exalted and untouchable, now about to have her butt openly touched. The mere thought of it was tantalizing.
Even those from the Chimera Tribe felt the thrilling heat of the moment.
But...
Chief Constantine's face instantly darkened upon hearing Lanling's words, and killing intent erupted in his eyes.
If it were the chieftain from the Wild Horse Tribe, he might have agreed. After all, many chieftains in the Barbaric Wilderness were coarse and uninhibited; a daughter's butt being touched meant little—it wouldn't cost her a chunk of flesh.
But Constantine was different.
His possessiveness was incredibly strong, not just for his wife but for his daughter as well.
