The Villainess Redeems Herself, The Beast Husbands are in a Daily Love Battle-Chapter 37: Kept Outside

She turned around, and his fingers slightly tightened.

He immediately saw Zane wearing his own clothes.

The epaulettes were slightly askew, and the collar buttons were done up in the wrong order.

But he stood up straighter, his spine taut.

Evan Sinclair was furious, his temper ready to ignite.

He clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm.

In his eyes, Caleb Shaw was like a god.

This was intolerable for him.

"Who do you think you are, daring to wear Shaw’s clothes? You’re just a lowly Sea-kin. If you didn’t beg and use your own children as offerings every year, I’d have dragged you ashore by now and roasted you for drinks."

He stared at Zane, his eyes practically shooting flames.

Yesterday, he had been countered by him in the training grounds.

Losing face in front of everyone was something he couldn’t forget.

Now, instead of restraining himself, Zane was flaunting it by wearing Caleb’s clothes.

This wasn’t just provocation, it was a slap in the face.

But Zane grinned at him, the corners of his mouth stretching to his ears.

His gaze never wavered.

"If all the Beastmen on land are as dumb as you, maybe one day the sea will rule the land."

"Dream on!"

Evan Sinclair took a sharp step forward, his voice rising.

"You think you, who aren’t even worth attacking, can rise up? You can’t even set foot on land, so how will you rule? With those pathetic water bubbles?"

His anger flared even more, seeing Zane in that outfit.

The fabric clung to his form, the sleeves slightly long.

Yet the overall silhouette unexpectedly fit him well.

He himself wasn’t even qualified to wear it.

Only outstanding trainees were awarded this uniform, and he wasn’t even on the evaluation list.

Yet a Sea-kin was openly wearing it now.

"Useless without water, born inferior."

He was about to mock him about having a fish tail, but the words caught in his throat.

His gaze shot downward, pupils suddenly constricting.

Underneath Zane was not a tail, but two straight, slender legs.

"You... where’s your tail?"

There was no historical record of Sea-kin growing legs.

According to literature, Sea-kin dried out and died outside water for over three hours.

Their lower halves were fish tails, propelling them through the water with their caudal fins.

Even the rare mutants could only linger briefly in the shallows.

Yet the person before him was standing steadily, breathing like a land dweller.

Henry Sheridan also frowned, staring at Zane.

It wasn’t just about the legs; even the Sea-kin’s distinctive salty scent was almost absent from him.

No moisture from evaporated seawater, no rustling of scales.

Even his skin’s surface didn’t reflect light like fish scales.

If he hadn’t seen with his own eyes his caudal fin by the pool yesterday, he’d never guess this was a Mermaid.

Evan shouted suddenly, "Impossible! You must be using some trick! I’m reporting you to The Federation! This is against the law! This challenges the land’s order!"

He wished he could pounce and snap the Mermaid’s neck.

Yesterday, he had inexplicably been shocked unconscious, humiliated in front of so many, without even a chance to fight back.

The thought of it made him so frustrated he could vomit blood.

Yet Ethan Sinclair didn’t join in on his brother’s usual tirades.

His attention was on Selene Kane’s hand wrapped around his arm.

That kind of complete trust, relaxed manner, he’d never seen in her before.

She always seemed guarded, even when smiling, her eyes kept a distance.

Yet now, she leaned on him.

He leaned back, sinking into the sofa.

His head felt swollen, the clamor around him making his irritability worse.

Why was she so close to him?

And why now, of all times?

Damn it, so damn annoying.

Zane and Caleb merely exchanged a glance.

No words were spoken between them, but the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Everyone around sensed something was off, lowering their heads and pretending not to notice.

The two saw caution in each other’s eyes.

It wasn’t hostility, but something even more dangerous than hostility.

It was the instinctive guard against potential threats, the natural response when evaluating between the strong.

Caleb Shaw had no impression of him, but Zane had long etched his name into his heart.

This name appeared repeatedly in intelligence reports.

The shifts in land dynamics were largely tied to this male.

For years, the Sea-kin remained obedient, partly because Caleb Shaw kept the land in check.

Top-notch combat skills, razor-sharp tactics.

As long as he was there, the Sea-kin dared not act rashly.

Years ago, a lord in the sea conspired with The Insectoids to disrupt coastal cities.

Caleb Shaw easily annihilated them, wiping out the entire base.

The intelligence showed that operation was clean and decisive.

After that battle, the Sea-kin dared not harbor wayward thoughts.

All high-ranking officials received a stark warning.

If they crossed the line again, their fate would be complete erasure.

Zane averted his gaze, his heart unsteady.

He stared at the table’s edge patterns, fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest.

The earlier stare-off made him uneasy.

It wasn’t ordinary hostility but a scrutiny from above.

He looked at the seemingly weak woman beside him.

Was she really Caleb Shaw’s Female Master?

Rumors had it that Caleb Shaw rarely appeared in public.

And this woman before him, was as ordinary as could be.

Selene Kane’s heart tightened, knowing this was bad.

She could feel his eyes darting between her and Ethan Sinclair.

She didn’t know how rare growing legs was for the Sea-kin.

Even more, she feared being discovered, then taken and dissected for research.

She’d heard enough rumors about the Sea-kin’s labs, where some test subjects didn’t survive three days.

Even if being with her was what let him evolve legs, she couldn’t bear the blame.

Once spotted, troubles would follow, more than she could handle.

She spoke gently, "This is Zane, he’ll be family from now on. I hope everyone will accept him."

Her fingers unknowingly twirled her hair.

"Though he’s Sea-kin, he’s honest and capable, very caring to me. Over time, you’ll naturally get to know him."

Ethan Sinclair was the first to jump up in objection, "No way!"

He stood abruptly, his chair screeching against the floor.

As soon as he spoke, he quickly bowed his head to sip his tea to quell the scene.

"We’ve never heard of a Sea-kin being welcomed into the family. We’re people of status, this disgraceful act cannot happen. What would others think? What gossip there’d be? How disgraceful would it be if it got out?"

Selene Kane laughed coldly to herself.

If it wasn’t a scandal, she wouldn’t even be interested.

Those supposed perfect suitors, each flaunting their pure lineage.

Yet the moment she showed any independence, they revealed their contempt and controlling nature.

Find someone ordinary, and they wouldn’t even bother.

"I think he’s right," Hayden said unconsciously rubbing the cup rim.

His throat felt tight, voice low and deep.

"If the Female Master likes, keeping him outside is fine. But marriage, please think twice. Marriage isn’t just two people; it involves resource distribution, family reputation, and balance between alliances."