The four Beastmen lowered their heads, trembling. They wanted to run but couldn't, their faces growing more terrified. "We're so sorry, we had no idea..." They hadn't realized these two were so powerful.
They'd thought they were dealing with some easy-to-bully, low-ranking beasts, but they'd picked a fight with the wrong people.
One of the quicker-witted Beastmen hurriedly explained, "We were just hunting nearby when we suddenly caught an incredibly potent scent. All of us smelled it. We... we couldn't control our instincts, so we secretly followed..."
He stole a glance at An Jin and swallowed, but fear overpowered his admiration. "But we never imagined it was... it was coming from the female in your arms."
Ling Hong and Mi Yin had also been smelling her scent lately—a faint, milky fragrance that was indescribably intoxicating, making them want to possess her completely.
