The Clan Leader looked at Su Mo with a benevolent smile.

"Thanks to you for discovering what happened yesterday in time. Otherwise, we all would have been deceived by that Witch Doctor and his disciple."

Su Mo smiled humbly. "It was just a stroke of luck."

"I heard you’ve also been treating the Beastmen in the village recently. Everyone has nothing but praise for your medical skills."

Su Mo smiled awkwardly. "I only picked up a few basic things a while ago, and everyone’s ailments were just minor ones."

The Clan Leader chuckled. "It’s good to be eager to learn. Now that the Witch Doctor and his eldest disciple, Qing Shan, have died suddenly in their cells, the position of Witch Doctor is vacant. In the coming days, if anyone feels unwell, I’m afraid we’ll still have to trouble you."

Su Mo narrowed her eyes, her tone humble. "If I can help, it’s my duty to do so."

’The Witch Doctor and Qing Shan both croaked? That was way too fast! This is different from the original story. How come Qing Shan didn’t make it to the end? He kicked the bucket before even meeting the female lead? Something’s not right... Could they have faked their deaths?!’

Sitting to the side, Yue Ying and the other two men showed no emotion, but they had already heard every word of Su Mo’s inner thoughts.

The three exchanged a look, a silent understanding passing between them.

The Clan Leader then asked Su Mo with another smile, "Now that the Witch Doctor position is vacant, and there’s no suitable candidate in the tribe to take on this great responsibility, I was wondering, Little Mo, if you..."

’This old geezer doesn’t actually want me to slave away for him, does he? Hell no, I’m not becoming any damn Witch Doctor! I just want to sleep in every day. I refuse to go back to that miserable 9 AM to 10 PM grind!’

Su Mo quickly cut in, "Ah, right! The position of Witch Doctor should be filled as soon as possible! I remember the former Witch Doctor had more disciples than just Qing Shan, didn’t he?"

’That Witch Doctor and Qing Shan were rotten, but that doesn’t mean all his disciples are bad people. We can just pick one with potential, train them up, and have them help the tribespeople. It shouldn’t be a big deal for them to handle minor illnesses.’

Sensing Su Mo’s lack of interest in the position, the Clan Leader had to swallow the words on the tip of his tongue. The conversation lapsed into silence.

Fei Yan spoke up. "Mm, I recall the Beastman Huang Ming is also a disciple of the Witch Doctor. He’s usually very diligent and has a keen interest in studying medicine."

The Clan Leader stroked his beard and looked at Fei Yan. "High Priest, are you suggesting we have him fill the Witch Doctor position for now?"

"That could work. Of course, if there’s anything he can’t handle, he can come to me. My wife and I will help him solve it."

Yue Ying and Mo Xiao also chimed in, "We will also help the new Witch Doctor resolve any issues, alongside our wife."

Su Mo: "..."

’I get the feeling those three are doing this on purpose. They keep calling me ’wife’ in front of the Clan Leader to make it too awkward for me to bring up annulling the engagement, don’t they?!’

The Clan Leader nodded. "Alright. I’ll trouble you to speak with Huang Ming later, High Priest."

With that, the Clan Leader gave the three men a meaningful look. He couldn’t have misheard, could he? Did they really just call her ’wife’?

Hadn’t the High Priest, Young Master Snake, and Fox Immortal Lord—who were always so proud and aloof—always looked down on the Female Su Mo?

So why were they already calling her that before they were even married?

As they were all Male Beastmen, the Clan Leader saw the poorly concealed possessiveness on their faces at a glance.

In just a short time, had this Su Mo made some of the tribe’s most prominent young Beastmen change their opinion of her?

It seemed this Female really had some real ability.

The Clan Leader’s thoughtful gaze swept over three other Beastmen standing nearby. His dear nephew, the Wolf Beastman Fei Yun, was looking at him expectantly.

Because of last night’s events, Fei Yun had taken a liking to Su Mo. He had come begging him early this morning to summon her and sound her out.

The Clan Leader figured he couldn’t be too obvious, or it would look like he was showing favoritism.

So he had called two others to come along with his nephew. If Su Mo liked any of them, she was welcome to take them all home.

After all, that’s how it is when a Female chooses her husbands. One isn’t considered too few, but ten isn’t considered too many, either.

With this in mind, the Clan Leader spoke up. "Ah, Little Mo, your engagement has been set for a long time now. You’ve reached marrying age; it’s time we put your marriage on the schedule."

Su Mo’s eyes narrowed, and she began her performance. "Didn’t I cause a scandal some time ago? My fiancés had to suffer scorn along with me, and I feel terribly guilty. I am deeply remorseful... and I know I am hardly a good Female Master. Clan Leader, if you have someone more suitable in mind, feel free to..."

"Our wife is making jokes again. Isn’t that all in the past? We don’t blame you." Yue Ying waved his fan with surprising speed, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

Yet the calculation in his eyes was hidden more deeply than anyone else’s.

Ignoring Su Mo’s stunned expression, he continued with a grin, "We all know how deeply you feel for us, so there’s no need to feel guilty. Let’s just focus on building a good life together from now on. That’s what matters most. Right, Clan Leader?"

Fei Yan fixed his deep gaze on Su Mo. "Yue Ying is right."

As for Mo Xiao, he watched Su Mo with a faint smile the entire time. To him, it no longer mattered whether the engagement was annulled or not; the outcome would be the same.

In this life, he belonged to Su Mo.

The pact between them was no longer bound by a simple marriage contract.

In other words, he was hers, but she was free.

Su Mo’s lips twitched. "You really... don’t have to put yourselves through this!"

Yue Ying gave a charming smile. "We find it sweet."

The Clan Leader glanced at Yue Ying and the other two, and the situation became clear to him.

So it wasn’t the three men who wanted to annul the engagement, but the young Female Su Mo herself?

Interesting.

He could, with a single word, grant Su Mo’s wish. Then, he could seize the opportunity to install his dear nephew as her main husband. It would be a perfect solution.

But the tribe was currently in dire need of capable members, and Su Mo’s Beastman fiancés were the elites among their people. It wouldn’t do to offend them.

The Clan Leader gathered his thoughts and smiled at Su Mo. "Don’t get hung up on the past. One must always look forward. Making the best of your life is what truly matters."

"I..."

"Hm? Could it be that Little Mo’er has her eye on another Male Beastman? You can speak freely. This is one request your Clan Leader can grant."

At these words, Yue Ying, Mo Xiao, and Fei Yan all furrowed their brows.

Yue Ying gritted his teeth. ’Old geezer, I knew you were up to no good!’

The Clan Leader naturally guessed their thoughts, but he couldn’t be bothered to deal with them right now.

’He wasn’t annulling the engagement, just letting Su Mo pick a few more husbands to her liking. That wasn’t asking too much, was it?’

Fei Yun and his companions started subtly casting flirtatious glances at Su Mo, but her mind was completely elsewhere.

They were, however, caught red-handed by Yue Ying and his group. The rivals locked eyes, practically seeing red.

’This old geezer of a Clan Leader is trying to kill me! I can barely handle the ones I already have, and he wants me to pick *more* husbands? Does he think I have a death wish, or is he just trying to speed up my demise?’

’I may like reading spicy fanfic and looking at hot guys, but my appetite isn’t *that* big, okay?!’

"Don’t be shy. Be bold. A Female has the right to choose her husbands, you know. As long as you like what you see, you can take them home! You’re still young, so of course, the more husbands the better!"

Fei Yan and the other two sitting nearby were grinding their teeth so hard they were about to shatter.

That old geezer of a Clan Leader... he really was the master of stirring up trouble!