Landlord in the Arctic

Meanwhile, with the Tiger Pack.

Seeing that Tyson was about to be ganged up on, the ferocity latent in their very bones erupted in an instant.

One by one, they threw their heads back and roared, letting out a series of deafening bellows that shook the surrounding moss and grass, causing it to rain down.

Then, the tigers fearlessly charged forward to help, confronting the Wolf Pack.

"Enough!" Feng Mountain shouted. His face instantly turned ice-cold as he strode over to Prince. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and smacked him. While he didn't use his full strength, the blow still made Prince howl in pain, his ears drooping and his eyes filled with grievance.

After hitting Prince, Feng Mountain quickly walked over to Tyson and, in the same fashion, smacked him on the head.

Tyson was momentarily stunned by the slap. The ferocity in his eyes dimmed, and he obediently lowered his head, letting out a few low whimpers from his throat.

Feng Mountain's approach of punishing both sides first, regardless of who was at fault, served to slightly de-escalate the situation.

He then turned to look at the two sides, who were still spoiling for a fight, and felt a dull ache in his temples, silently cursing this whole mess.

Suppressing his anger, Feng Mountain crouched down in front of Princess, the one who had started all the trouble, and spoke as gently as he could.

"Princess, this is a tiger. He's not the same... species... type as you, you know?"

Feng Mountain gestured with his hands as he spoke, trying to make Princess understand the difference between them.

Princess looked up blankly, tilting her head. Her big, watery eyes were full of confusion; she clearly didn't understand what her Dad was saying.

"You're wrong," a haughty woman's voice suddenly interjected.

The moment Feng Mountain heard that voice, his headache intensified, and he grumbled to himself.

'Why are you everywhere?'

'Isn't this chaotic enough for you?'

He turned around helplessly and saw Natasha in a silver evening gown, striding toward him with steps that were elegant yet somewhat ostentatious.

"Sorry, this is a family matter. Please don't make things more complicated," Feng Mountain said coldly, suppressing his impatience. His eyes were full of warning.

"I'm merely correcting your statement, you crude man." Natasha slightly raised her elegant, swan-like chin, a hint of arrogance in her eyes, and leisurely approached Princess's side.

She then crouched down, her movements light and graceful. She reached out a fair hand and gently stroked Princess's snow-white fur, speaking in that same haughty tone as she did.

"In the animal kingdom, there are behavioral patterns based on the theory of the strong. Tigers are large and powerful felines with formidable hunting abilities and attack skills."

"While a Wolf Pack has the advantage of numbers, the independent and powerful deterrence of a tiger still exists. This is innate in their genes and cannot be changed."

"In a situation with such a disparity in strength, a Wolf Pack will instinctively recognize the tiger's power. To avoid unnecessary casualties, they might show a certain degree of submission."

Natasha spoke at a leisurely pace, her points clear and organized, as if she were giving Feng Mountain a lesson in animal behaviorism.

"Furthermore, animal behavior is largely driven by instinct, with the primary goals being survival and procreation."

"A female wolf's instinct is to find a male wolf of the same species as a mate. This ensures their offspring share the same species characteristics and survival capabilities, which is beneficial for the continuation and development of the Wolf Pack. However, if a stronger animal appears—a creature like a tiger, for instance—a female wolf, without guidance, might develop a form of attraction due to her instinctive reproductive strategy."

At this point, Natasha paused. She slowly turned to look at the whimpering Prince, a flash of disdain in her eyes, and continued.

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be a Husky. The fact that he could become the leader of a Wolf Pack is a blessing from God. A dog is a dog, yet he dares to covet a female wolf."

"In the words of you Chinese people, this is called 'a toad lusting after a swan's flesh'." Natasha's tone was tinged with mockery, the corners of her mouth turning up in a meaningful smile, as if ridiculing Prince for overestimating his own abilities.

But the more Feng Mountain listened, the more uneasy he felt.

His brow furrowed slightly, and a flash of confusion and displeasure crossed his eyes.

'Why does it sound like what this broad is saying is supposedly about Prince and Princess, the tiger and the wolves, but between the lines, she seems to be taking jabs at me!'

Although he was seething internally, he forced himself to remain calm on the surface.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. All I know is that this is my family's business. Princess, come here!" Feng Mountain shot Natasha an annoyed glare, then beckoned to Princess.

Hearing her Dad's call, Princess reluctantly left Natasha's embrace and trotted briskly to Feng Mountain's side.

Feng Mountain then called both the Wolf Pack and the Tiger Pack over. He scanned the animals before him and said loudly,

"This is Tyson. He and the Tiger Pack are all members of the Crown Territory. I don't want to see what happened today ever again. This is the only time."

"Prince, Princess, you're all brothers and sisters. Whether you're a dog, a wolf, or a tiger, you are all Dad's good children. As the older brother and sister, you two need to look after Tyson from now on and protect your Dad, understand!"

Feng Mountain's voice softened, his eyes filled with loving expectation.

"Now, shake hands with each other."

Faced with his Dad's command, Prince was completely unwilling, but he could only walk forward helplessly. His ears drooped and his tail had lost its usual vigor as he slowly raised his paw.

Tyson still had a dazed look on his face. He blinked his round eyes, seemingly still not understanding the situation, but he copied Prince's movement and lifted his own giant paw.