Help! The Villainess Trapped in the Beast World's Drama!

Chapter 756 - 630: Familiar Yet Strange (3)

It’s really a wonder he could hold on until now.

If it were anyone else, they’d have been dead by now.

Shen Tang quickly tended to the most severe wounds on the Black Panther.

But he was so badly injured, and his beast form was so large, who knew how long it would take to treat everything.

With a vague sense of anticipation, Shen Tang pursed her lips and softly suggested, "Why don’t you... change back to human form? It would be easier for me to treat you this way."

The Black Panther remained silent.

The sound of muscles and bones cracking echoed in the air, and then, the massive panther body quickly shrank, transforming into a tall, towering man, who lay weakly on the ground.

The man was handsome, with a golden mark between his eyebrows, exuding a wild charisma.

He had a tall, robust physique, with a slightly deep wheat-colored skin, well-defined muscle lines, a firm waist and abdomen, and prominent eight-pack abs, radiating overwhelming masculine hormones!

Around his neck, wrists, and ankles were iron collars, with broken chains hanging from one side. The veins on his arms and abdomen were protruding as if he were forcefully enduring something, and his eyes were bloodshot, tinged with scarlet.

Shen Tang was stunned, watching the miraculous transformation right before her eyes.

She had originally calmed her emotions, but the moment she saw the man’s face, suppressed feelings surged like a tide in her heart, her heart ached with sourness, and her vision blurred.

"Ah Jin..." she murmured softly.

The man didn’t hear clearly and furrowed his brows, "What are you standing there for?"

Shen Tang snapped back to reality, and before she could start treating him, her face flushed bright red, "You, why aren’t you wearing clothes!"

The man lay there, completely unguarded, his sturdy and slender body laid bare.

He only gave her a faint glance, seemingly with no sense of shame, slightly knitting his brows, impatiently saying, "I’ve been here. Where would I get clothes from?"

If he hadn’t met her today, he would just be an insane, rampaging beast. So many years without changing into human form, he almost forgot he was originally a beastman.

Shen Tang and Xiao Jin were an old married couple, having seen and done everything together, she shouldn’t have felt embarrassed.

But facing the man before her, she simply couldn’t treat him like she did the old Xiao Jin.

With a slightly flushed face, she took out a set of clothes from the space, throwing it over his lean waist, barely covering the crucial parts, "Put them on quickly!"

Having said that, she turned around, as if avoiding needles in her eyes.

The man glanced at the female’s back, raised an eyebrow, then looked down at the shorts around his waist, "...How do you wear this?"

It wasn’t an intentional flirt; he had truly forgotten how to wear clothes.

Being locked here for so long, he couldn’t even remember the years. When he first came in, he seemed to be a teenager; how old was he now? He couldn’t remember either.

He remained in beast form for so long, he almost forgot how to change back.

Shen Tang waited a while, not hearing any movement of clothes being put on, so she reluctantly patted her burning face, turning around to help him wear it.

She only felt her face getting hotter and tried hard not to look at a certain place, but couldn’t help peeking with her peripheral vision.

It was truly... too eye-catching!

Isn’t it said that males only become like that when aroused...?

Are they usually this... exaggerated too?

Ahem.

Shen Tang forcibly diverted her gaze, refusing to pay attention to things she shouldn’t, yet her earlobes turned increasingly red.

She still needed to help him clean the wounds later, so she didn’t give him too much to wear, just a pair of shorts to avoid catching needles in her eyes.

Thinking about where those clothes were from...

She suppressed the surging emotions, bowing her head to continue cleaning and treating the wounds.

Jin felt the clothes were quite fitting, as if specially prepared for him. He turned to look at the female, but caught a glimpse of tears flashing in her eyes.

He frowned... That expression again.

Being so close, he could smell the faint fragrance on her body, and could see the sorrow and heartache welling up in her eyes when she saw his wounds, as if it pained her more than her own injuries.

Such an expression...

He had never seen before.

It was so unfamiliar and unsettling.

More accurately speaking, leaving him at a loss.

Jin felt awkward, with an inexplicable aversion. He didn’t want to see this unfamiliar and pitiable female showing such concerned, sorrowful eyes at him, didn’t want to see her, wished she stayed away from him.

After the treatment, Jin’s attitude reverted to its initial state, bluntly telling her to scram.

Shen Tang remained as always, unafraid of the boiling water, insisting on staying by his side.

She said she didn’t know where else to go, and once she found an opportunity, she would leave.

Jin couldn’t be bothered anymore, only warning, "Don’t disturb me. Otherwise, I’ll ensure you die painfully."

The small female nodded, walked silently to a place tens of meters away from him, lying back on the blanket she had before, appearing extremely well-behaved.

Yet always gave off a bit of a pitiful vibe.

Like an abandoned kitten.

The Black Panther glanced at her once more, then withdrew his gaze, closing his dark golden beast eyes, as if falling into slumber.

Actually...

It was the first time since he was thrown into this godforsaken place that he felt sleepy.

Usually, his body was constantly tense, ready to fight at any moment. Most of the time, he was in a frenzied, uncontrollable state, like a mindless, battle-thirsty killing machine, feeling no pain, never tiring, and never having a good sleep—or rather, he never slept at all.

But tonight, for the first time, he felt the fatigue of his body so clearly, relaxing so much, giving birth to a comfortable yet unfamiliar sleepiness.

Why was that?

Perhaps it was because the pain had vanished, the torment was gone, and his body finally calmed down.

Or maybe, it was the faint scent lingering on that small female, still wafting in the air, gently inhalable...

This made the Black Panther’s mind sink momentarily into peace, that never-before-felt, wondrous, soft sensation, as if floating amidst flowers and clouds...

So peculiar.

But... he didn’t seem to mind.