Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off

An Mo had been leaning lazily against the wall the whole time, watching everything unfold without saying a word. But the moment Su Qinglan stopped Xuan Long, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

He did not need anyone to explain.

Just by looking at her, he had already understood everything.

Understood why she wanted to kill.

Understood why she chose not to act now.

And most importantly, understood what she intended to do for Rong Ye.

His gaze shifted toward Xuan Long, who still looked a little lost, and he let out a quiet snort.

"I really don’t understand," An Mo muttered under his breath as he leaned slightly toward Xuan Long, "how someone so dense like you managed to find a mate."

Xuan Long: "..."

As expected, there was no response.

Xuan Long simply ignored him completely.

An Mo was not surprised. Instead, he chuckled softly, clearly amused by his own comment.

He did not press further.

Instead, his fingers casually moved to the ring on his left index finger. He rubbed it lightly, and in the next moment, the small bag tied at his waist suddenly became heavier.

The change was so sudden that even Xuan Long noticed it.

An Mo straightened slightly, then untied the bag and opened it in front of everyone.

From inside, he took out several small pouches.

One.

Two.

Three...

He did not stop until he had taken out enough for everyone.

Then, without any hesitation, he walked over to Su Qinglan and placed them in front of her.

"Lan Lan," he said with a light smile, his tone unusually sincere, "you’ve been taking care of me for so long. This is just a small token of gratitude I brought back from my home."

As he spoke, he casually distributed the pouches to the others as well, Hu Yan, Shi Feng, Han Jue, and even Rong Ye.

Only one person was left out.

Xuan Long.

An Mo glanced at him briefly, then looked away as if nothing had happened. His actions were so natural that it almost felt intentional.

After handing everything out, he leaned slightly closer to Su Qinglan, his smile turning a little playful again.

"Of course," he added, his voice lowering just a bit, "if Lan Lan likes it, I can always bring more next time."

There was even a faint hint of teasing in his tone.

The others, however, were not paying attention to his flirting at all.

Because the moment they opened the pouches, they were stunned.

Inside each pouch were crystal cores. Not just any crystals, but purple crystal cores. And not one, but ten.

Hu Yan’s hand tightened slightly.

Shi Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Even Han Jue, who rarely showed emotion, stared at the contents for a second longer than usual.

Rong Ye was completely stunned.

For a moment, no one spoke, because they all knew what this meant.

In the beast world, even the lowest grade orange crystal cores were considered rare resources.

Something that small tribes could barely obtain.

And purple crystals, they were on a completely different level.

Yet now...

An Mo had casually handed them out like they were nothing.

Even Su Qinglan was stunned.

She looked at the pouches in front of her, then at An Mo, her expression clearly showing disbelief.

Why was he pulling out such precious things? Don’t tell her he already understood what was going on inside her mind? she thought.

Looking at the man, she knew this man was never simple, and he definitely had some extraordinary ability. After all, how could he have been able to clear her destiny?

Suddenly she felt her eyes grow hot as she looked at him. He had always helped her whenever she was in need.

Hu Yan was the first to react. He immediately stood up and pushed the pouch back slightly.

"We can’t accept this," he said firmly. "You are Xuan Long’s friend. It is only natural for us to host you. There is no need for something like this."

His tone was serious, and he meant it.

Han Jue nodded as well, his expression calm but resolute. "He’s right. We didn’t do anything that deserves such a reward."

Shi Feng also spoke up, frowning slightly. "This is too much."

Even Rong Ye, who had been stunned just a moment ago, quickly came back to his senses and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes... this is too expensive," he added, his ears twitching. "We really can’t take it."

For a moment, it seemed everyone was on the same side.

But An Mo only waved his hand casually, as if their reaction was nothing surprising.

"No need to be so polite," he said lazily. "I have plenty of these back at home."

His tone was light.

"As long as you want them, I can bring more next time."

The room went quiet again. Everyone stared at him.

"...Plenty?"

Rong Ye almost choked on his own breath.

Su Qinglan stared at him as if she had just discovered the number one tycoon of the entire Beast World standing right in front of her.

This man... this thigh... is practically a golden pillar, she thought, her eyes unconsciously drifting.

What if she just... held onto it for support? Purely for balance, of course. Absolutely not for wealth, status, or shameless freeloading.

...Actually, that didn’t sound like a bad idea at all.

Smack!

She slapped herself mentally so fast it echoed in her head.

"Su Qinglan, have you no dignity?!" she scolded herself internally. "That’s your benefactor, not your personal ATM with legs!"

Her original goal was to repay kindness, not upgrade herself into a professional moocher.

"Control yourself, you greedy goblin!" she ranted in her mind, trying very hard to look like a proper, upright, and definitely not eyeing his thigh kind of person.

Xuan Long suddenly spoke. "Just take it," he said calmly.

Then he added without expression, "This man is insanely rich."

An Mo: "..."

He glanced at Xuan Long but did not deny it. At that point, Xuan Long finally looked at him properly.

"Where is mine?" he asked directly.

The question came out so naturally that everyone froze for a second. An Mo raised an eyebrow.

"Why do you want one?" he asked lazily. "Do you also need a gift?"

Xuan Long did not answer immediately.

Instead, his gaze slowly dropped to the ring on An Mo’s left index finger.

Then, without warning, he reached out and tried to grab the ring directly.

"Why don’t you give me this thing? I will surely accept this," Xuan Long said. In his mind, he was already planning to give it to his female. Something so precious and beautiful would definitely look good on his beautiful mate’s hand.

Smack!

An Mo reacted even faster. He slapped Xuan Long’s hand away sharply.

"Stay away from it," An Mo immediately ducked his hand away like he was hiding it from a robber.