Upon hearing this, Lachlan and Danton exchanged a glance.

Both were the rare, bashful type on the Beastman Continent, typically the more passive ones in bed. Now, faced with stripping off their beast skins in public, they naturally hesitated, their long fingers resting on their waists, unwilling to move.

As for Loras, he hugged his stiff arms even tighter, his gaze on Evangeline complex as he seemed to want to say something but held back.

Thorne, on the other hand, was the most forthright.

With a raised eyebrow and a playful smirk on his thin lips, he casually ripped off his beast skin. Instantly, a powerful, wild physique was laid bare for all to see—broad shoulders, a narrow waist with sharp lines, every inch of muscle humming with explosive power.

What was most eye-catching was his formidable endowment, impressive even in a relaxed state.

Evangeline glanced over. The size was indeed remarkable, casting an arrogant shadow in the flickering firelight.

Thorne had a defiant and untamable nature. He casually tossed the beast skin to the ground without a hint of shyness. He even turned to the others, a contemptuous sneer escaping his throat. "What? Scared? Afraid you’ll come up short in front of Eva?"

The moment he said it, the atmosphere grew tense.

Evangeline facepalmed. ’I’m not so bored as to have them strip just to compare *that*.’

Seeing their varied expressions and the charged atmosphere, it seemed like a contest was about to break out at any second.

"Ahem, uh, my bad. I was too eager and didn’t think it through, I really didn’t. How about we do this one by one? I’ll get Thorne changed first, you guys just wait a moment." With that, Evangeline grabbed a set of clothes and dragged the still-showboating Thorne into the bamboo house. With a BANG, the others’ gazes were cut off.

Thorne’s teasing remark, "Eva, you’re in such a hurry," was also carried away by the wind.

Caden Albright raised an eyebrow, his long fingers gently lifting a piece of clothing. The texture was so soft, not like beast skin. It resembled the garments made by Silkworm Beastmen, similar to what Bunny wore.

He glanced at the others, his thin lips curving slightly. His voice was unhurried. "It’s rare for Eva to be this happy."

That simple sentence made the tense males relax.

Indeed, their little maiden was always bustling about, seemingly never able to stop. It was rare for her to be as excited as she was today, filled with boundless energy.

A moment ago, the light dancing in her eyes had been brighter and more vibrant than the bonfire tonight.

「Inside the bamboo house.」

The moment they stepped through the door, Thorne spun around and pinned Evangeline against the doorframe, lowering his head to bite her lips.

After a deep kiss, Thorne panted, his voice carrying the unique rasp of a Snake Beastman. "Eva..."

Evangeline immediately raised a hand to cover his lips and turned her face away, afraid of being bewitched. "Not so fast. Let’s take care of business first."

Suddenly, Evangeline felt his forked tongue gently lick her palm. Her eye twitched, and she shot him an exasperated glare before pulling the black shirt in her hands over his head. Her slender fingers moved nimbly between the buttons.

Thorne leaned down, his warm breath ghosting over her ear. "Isn’t this the business we need to take care of?" he asked, confused.

Evangeline slapped away his restless hand and wrapped the tie around his long neck.

Thorne had a defiant air and a natural charisma, making him perfect for the role of a domineering CEO.

When the last button was fastened, the man before her was completely transformed. The well-tailored suit accentuated his broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted figure. Beneath the dark tie, his pale collarbones were faintly visible, and the watch on his wrist refracted a cool light.

’Black shirt, black suit, tie, expensive watch, thin-soled leather shoes... Tsk, the complete domineering CEO starter pack!’

Evangeline took two steps back to admire her masterpiece, an eyebrow raised in approval. ’It’s true what they say: clothes make the man.’

On the Beastman Continent, the dress code was very simple. Besides Saskia, who she had met at the beginning and who, as a Silkworm Beastman, could produce some silk garments, everyone else just casually wrapped a Beast Skin Skirt around their waist and called it a day.

Her Beast Husbands were a rare exception. After all, each of them, in their misery, had wrapped themselves up so tightly to hide their scars—a complete waste of their fine figures.

"Eva, this... is uncomfortable." Thorne frowned, looking down at the shiny leather shoes on his feet with a strange expression.

Evangeline glanced down. ’Right. For beastmen who spend their years running barefoot through the jungle, a pair of leather shoes is indeed out of place. It’s even more absurd on a giant snake accustomed to slithering on the scales of his belly.’

She held back a laugh, her eyes curving into crescents as she looked up at Thorne with a sincere expression.

"I think you look great! So handsome and dashing. Do you know what you look like right now?"

Evangeline cleared her throat, stood on her tiptoes, and whispered in Thorne’s ear, "Like a big boss who could pin someone on his CEO desk and have his way with them anytime he wants."

At her words, Thorne raised an eyebrow and gave Evangeline a suspicious look. "Big boss?"

"Really! See for yourself if you don’t believe me!" Evangeline waved her hand, and a full-length, man-sized mirror appeared in the bamboo house.

She gave him a mischievous push, turning him toward the mirror.

Thorne had no expectations for this less-than-comfortable "beast skin" and lazily turned his head to look.

His gaze froze the moment it landed on the reflection. He subconsciously straightened his tall frame, his dark green pupils contracting slightly. He looked down at himself, then pointed at the person in the mirror. "Is that me?"

"Of course it is!" Evangeline stood beside Thorne, her eyes lingering on their reflection in the mirror.

Thorne’s skin was very fair. The slightly open collar revealed his sharply defined collarbones, a perfect match for the suit.

Evangeline nodded in satisfaction, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. ’Good thing the original owner of this body, despite being a terrible person, was at least good-looking. Otherwise, standing next to this group of devastatingly handsome men would have been a total disaster.’

Thorne hooked a long finger around his tie and gave it a gentle tug. The defiant man in the mirror instantly gained a dangerous, lazy charm.

The corner of Evangeline’s mouth twitched. As if she couldn’t stand it anymore, she grabbed his wrist and pushed him toward the door. "Alright! Stop admiring yourself and go wait outside. Oh, and tell Caden Albright to come in."

Thorne frowned and looked back at her. "But you were enjoying the view just a moment ago."

"I do! I love it!" Evangeline nodded solemnly, her eyes curving into smiles.

She said this while pushing him out the door. Just as the door was about to close, she poked her head out, her lips curling into a seductive and cunning smile. "Remember to call Caden Albright for me. Love you, baby."

Thorne’s dark green eyes deepened, but that one word, "baby," was like a silver hook, instantly catching him like a fish.

The tips of his ears suddenly burned. He didn’t understand the word, but somehow, when Eva said it, a wave of heat shot up his spine. The feeling was so strange, as if someone had lit a fire beneath his scales.

Thorne cleared his throat, his movements a little flustered as he turned. His long hair swept through the air in an arc, the frosted white tips standing out in the night and adding a touch of mystery.