The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 335 - 270: The Position Was Snatched

The campfire crackled, casting shadows on Chloe Callahan’s face, making it look sinister and terrifying as her fingertips unconsciously clenched.

What artifact does she have that helps others to break through? Clearly, someone is out to kill her.

"The Clan Leader must have heard wrong,"

She forced a smile, her face marked with the slave scar twisted hideously as muscles moved, "If I had such a treasure, how would I have ended up like this?"

The old Clan Leader’s cloudy eyes shifted, his hands like dead tree bark rubbing against the stone seat armrest: "When Caleb Manning left the tribe, his strength was merely at the Peak of Fifth Rank, and in just a few months, he advanced to the eighth rank and even evolved into the Divine Beast, the White Tiger. Such a significant change couldn’t possibly be due to your artifact’s merit?"

The Clan Leader of The Winged Tiger Tribe was not aware of Caleb Manning’s experiences during his absence and didn’t realize that Caleb Manning had been beaten back into a cub and lost his memory.

After hearing the rumors spread by Caelan Phoenix and Lian Phoenix, he instinctively thought Chloe Callahan’s artifact was the cause of Caleb Manning’s transformation.

Originally only half-believing, he almost instantly trusted those rumors.

He internally concluded that Chloe Callahan possessed an artifact that could help Beastmen break through and evolve.

Chloe Callahan hadn’t expected the Clan Leader to bring up Caleb Manning. Caleb Manning had once degraded into a cub after being beaten, disappearing for a time, and she had no idea what adventures he might have had.

All she knew was that the night Caleb Manning reappeared, he had become very powerful.

But all these changes had nothing to do with her.

"Clan Leader, you are indeed mistaken."

She urgently explained, "I was unlucky enough to fall into the Slave Camp of Beast King City; the Slave Mark on my face is proof of that. Caleb Manning only found me a few nights ago. I don’t know what he encountered before, why his strength soared, but it really has nothing to do with me."

The Clan Leader of The Winged Tiger Tribe squinted at her, not believing her at all, just considering it as reluctance to bring it out.

"Oh?"

The old Clan Leader elongated his tone, clearly not trusting: "Chloe Callahan, you should understand, an innocent person with a guilty treasure will be seen as guilty. If you insist you have no artifact, I can’t force you. But the Beastmen outside won’t see it the same way, and when that time comes, your safety, The Winged Tiger Tribe cannot guarantee."

Chloe Callahan’s face instantly turned pale, the threat in the Clan Leader’s words was clearly heard.

Caleb Manning is currently not in the tribe, if The Winged Tiger Tribe won’t protect her either.

Once everyone believes she has an artifact helping Beastmen to break through, they won’t hesitate to tear her apart.

"Clan Leader, I truly have no artifact, please believe me, someone must be framing me."

She pleaded while crying, tears came as called, her expression unprecedentedly frantic.

"Framing you?"

The old Clan Leader sneered, "Then explain Caleb Manning’s strength transformation, he’s your Beast Husband and disappeared together with you. Without the aid of an artifact, how could such a great change occur?"

Chloe Callahan’s lips trembled but couldn’t speak.

Even if Caleb Manning’s breakthrough and evolution really had nothing to do with her, without evidence, others wouldn’t believe her.

The old Clan Leader slowly stood up, his frail figure stretched long by the firelight: "I’ll give you three days to consider. Either hand over the artifact, I’ll ask Pearl Vance to heal your face and restore your status in the tribe, or..."

His cloudy eyes flashed a hint of ruthlessness, "You’ll forever wear this Slave Mark, rotting in the dirtiest corners of The Winged Tiger Tribe, or get torn apart."

If it weren’t for Caleb Manning, he would have already acted directly or imprisoned her for torture, using harsher means to force the artifact out.

How could he be so pleasantly inquiring and using threats and inducement?

Giving face but not taking face.

Chloe Callahan had no idea what the old Clan Leader was thinking, she staggered back two steps, her foot striking a cold stone stool, her face pale.

Until she left the Clan Leader’s dwelling, the Clan Leader’s final threat still echoed in her ears.

The night breeze brushed her cheek, the Slave Mark like shame carved into her face.

"Luna Sutton..."

She gritted her teeth as she recited the name, her eyes filled with poison.

Caelan Phoenix and Lian Phoenix, the two Tenth-rank Old Phoenixes hidden in the shadows, quietly watched all this.

Caelan Phoenix stroked his beard and whispered: "Master’s move is really brilliant, now even if the girl has ten mouths, she can’t explain, no one will believe her."

Lian Phoenix’s cloudy old eyes flashed a glimmer: "Let her stumble a few more days. When the news spreads, someone will take care of her."

The two exchanged glances and flapped their wings flying into the night sky.

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Meanwhile, the city walls of The Wolf Tribe were nearing completion, and the construction of tribal residential housing projects began.