Chapter 158 My Silly Girl

"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"

The Chicken Tyrant let out an even more miserable wail.

As the aura of death crept closer step by step, it thought of its wife and the unborn child it had never met.

Thump, thump, thump!

The more it thought, the angrier it became; the more it thought, the more furious it grew.

The flame in its heart was ignited once more. Seeing that it was about to be bitten, Xiao Yang readied himself to intervene and put a stop to this meaningless farce.

Right at that moment—

A terrifying heat erupted, centered around the Chicken Tyrant.

In a single instant, it set the ground beneath its feet ablaze.

"Oh?"

Feeling the scorching feathers brushing against its paws, the Frost White Tiger let out a cry of surprise.

It was, after all, a grand monster of the Monster King realm.

Yet this chicken, which had only just stepped into the threshold of the Monster侯 realm, was actually making it feel a wave of intense heat.

This caught it off guard.

It could even be described as shocking.

With a single thought, it radiated a chilling aura from its entire body, attempting to forcibly suppress the Chicken Tyrant's flames. But for reasons unknown, no matter how hard the Frost White Tiger pushed its cold energy, it simply could not extinguish the fire.

Every time it unleashed a blast of chill, the flames would appear on the verge of dying out, only to flare right back up the moment the cold energy receded.

"This chicken has decent innate talent."

After a long while, the Frost White Tiger finally spoke.

Hearing this, Xiao Yang let out a cold laugh in his heart.

Of course it did. The Chicken Tyrant possessed a once-in-an-eternity talent—it was an absolute supreme genius of nature.

At the same time, he felt that things had gone far enough.

If this foolishness continued, the Chicken Tyrant might actually get hurt.

With a single step forward, he instantly appeared directly behind the Frost White Tiger.

Without the slightest hesitation, he reached out, grabbed the back of the beast's neck, and hoisted it straight up into the air.

"Alright, that's enough of this nonsense."

Released from peril, the Chicken Tyrant sprang abruptly to its feet, spun around, opened its beak, and spat out a stream of fire directly toward the Frost White Tiger's face.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"

Ever since its debut, it had never suffered such a massive loss. It had to exact revenge!

However, while this burst of flames might have been somewhat effective against ordinary monster marquises, it was still far from enough to deal with a Monster King.

The Frost White Tiger merely opened its mouth and exhaled a breath of frost.

The ball of fire was instantly frozen into icy debris and clattered to the floor.

Yet, the Chicken Tyrant was far from resigned at this point. Leaping into the air, it tried to smack the Frost White Tiger with its wings.

"Little chicken, you're getting quite arrogant! Don't really think I wouldn't dare kill you."

The Frost White Tiger was thoroughly annoyed now.

It was a dignified Monster King, yet it was being repeatedly provoked by a mere monster marquis. When had it ever suffered such indignity?

It immediately intended to obliterate this impudent little chick.

However, before it could even make a move, someone knocked it firmly on the head three times in a row.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

"Shut your trap. You attacked it unprovoked, and now you won't even let the poor thing have a little temper?" Xiao Yang said with a hint of displeasure.

He had witnessed the entire spectacle from start to finish.

The truth was simply that the Frost White Tiger had been craving a taste of the Chicken Tyrant's flesh, wanting to indulge in a hearty meal, and had pinned it to the ground to subject it to a brutal thrashing.

And what kind of bird was the Chicken Tyrant? It was an absolute overlord who ruled its own mountain range!

When had it ever endured such humiliation? Naturally, harboring a belly full of fury was unavoidable, and seeking a life-or-death vengeance against the Frost White Tiger was completely normal.

Never mind that the Chicken Tyrant wasn't very tall—its pride reached the heavens.

"I won't lower myself to squabbling with a chicken," the Frost White Tiger muttered under its breath, rolling its eyes.

Upon hearing this, the Chicken Tyrant, which had originally been considering dropping the matter out of respect for Xiao Yang, instantly flew into a rage again. What was that supposed to mean? Was this cat looking down on chickens?

"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"

Flapping its wings, it lunged forward once more, determined to fight the Frost White Tiger to the death.

"Will all of you DAMN beasts just quiet down?!"

Finally reaching his limit, Xiao Yang let out an angry roar.

Instantly, both sides froze in their tracks. That said, the Chicken Tyrant's eyes remained locked in a ferocious glare fixed upon the Frost White Tiger, clearly holding a profound grudge.

Moreover, Xiao Yang recognized this exact look in its eyes. It was the same look it had given an insect that had once dared to swat at it. After that insect died, the chicken had spent an absurd amount of time beating its corpse to vent its anger.

He had not the slightest doubt now that if the Frost White Tiger ever kicked the bucket, the Chicken Tyrant would undoubtedly be the very first in line to beat its corpse.

For no other reason than the fact that this chicken never, ever forgot a grudge.

"Will you two just settle down? You're all part of the same family now; why resort to this kind of chaos? Besides, it was all a misunderstanding to begin with—blame me for not introducing you properly."

Xiao Yang reached out and gently rubbed his temples, feeling a sudden headache coming on. What a mess this had turned into; he shouldn't have let the Frost White Tiger make a move in the first place.

Now look at it—there was simply no way to clean up this disaster.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"

"Humph!"

With these exchanges, both parties finally agreed to a temporary ceasefire.

Nonetheless, it was glaringly obvious that the two beasts despised the sight of each other.

Though he knew they would most likely clash again in the future, Xiao Yang could find no way to stop it. As long as neither of them died, he would simply have to turn a blind eye and pretend not to notice.

The Chicken Tyrant huffed angrily and stomped off toward the upper floor, while the Frost White Tiger found an empty chair, curled up on it, and dozed off.

The sudden turn of events had left the group of onlookers dumbfounded.

Furthermore, the Hao brothers were well aware that the Chicken Tyrant had broken through to the Martial Marquis realm. Even though it was currently only at the first tier of the Monster Marquis realm, its actual combat prowess was not far behind that of a second-tier Monster Marquis, allowing it to go toe-to-toe with one in a head-on fight.

Seeing that both beasts had finally calmed down, Xiao Yang let out a long breath of relief.

There was truly nothing he could do to discipline them severely; at most, he could only offer a couple of reprimands. If he actually forced the issue, striking them wouldn't do, and letting it go wouldn't do either.

Right now, the best approach was to let them sort things out themselves. As long as they didn't kill each other and didn't bother him directly, he would simply pretend he saw nothing.

"Yan'er, how did the competition go?"

Unwilling to dwell on the chaotic episode any longer, Xiao Yang decided to change the subject.

He turned around and asked Zhou Yan.

His question finally jolted the others back to their senses. Glancing briefly at the two beasts, Zhou Yan finally replied:

"A complete landslide victory! The fighting rooster sent by the Poison Owl Imperial Family was rubbed thoroughly into the dirt by the Chicken Tyrant. If that young girl hadn't surrendered quickly, not a single one of their prize roosters would have made it out alive."

Xiao Yang nodded.

It was pretty much exactly as he had imagined.

Sending the Chicken Tyrant to participate in that match was entirely equivalent to a top-tier Grandmaster player dropping down into a Bronze-tier lobby. A total, effortless annihilation.

Right at that moment, Zhou Yan produced a thick stack of golden bills.

These were the rewards won from the victory in today's tournament.

"Senior Brother!"

She reached out to hand them over to Xiao Yang, but was immediately refused.

"Keep them. Just treat it as your pocket money."

In Xiao Yang's eyes, anything under five million was trivial pocket change anyway, and besides, this money was meant to be spent on his future wife. He didn't feel any heartache at all.

Spend it! Spend to her heart's content! As long as she wasn't giving it to other men, he wouldn't mind a single bit.

"But this..."

Zhou Yan hesitated.

This wasn't just a few hundred thousand; this was several million taels of silver, yet he was handing it over to her just like that.

At the thought of this, her eyes grew moist with sudden, profound emotion.

The next second, Xiao Yang found a soft, jade-like figure pressing into his arms, accompanied by a faint, delicate fragrance that tempted him to take a deep, appreciative breath.

Sensibly, the Hao brothers immediately averted their gaze.

"Eldest Brother, the weather is quite nice today, isn't it?"

"Right, right! Excellent weather, completely cloudless."

Chattering among themselves, the two brothers quickly walked away outside.

"Senior Brother, you're so good to me."

"You're my silly girl, of course I have to be good to you," Xiao Yang said with a gentle smile.

Hearing this, Zhou Yan couldn't help lowering her head. Her face flushed as red as an apple, looking so alluring that it made one want to take a bite out of it.

*My silly girl,* she repeated softly in her heart.

Her heartbeat accelerated wildly, making her face blush even more intensely.