Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 103

Thero glared at Jimmy. "You old b*stard, you're asking for trouble. What, you wanna fight?"

Jimmy rolled up his sleeves without hesitation. "C'mon then! You think I'm scared of you?"

Before either of them had finished their sentences, they were already throwing punches.

Corvin covered his face as he watched the liger and dragon clash in midair. So much for 'no fighting'…

Emma hadn't expected this. They hadn't even reached the Violet Obsidian Clan yet, and their supposed allies were already at each other's throats. She rushed forward and shouted up at the two beasts in the sky, "Elders! We're on the same side here. Please, for my sake, let's not fight and ruin the mood."

Corvin tried to help. "Uncle Jimmy, calm down! The ones we're supposed to deal with are those two Rank 10 old Violet Obsidian geezers—not our own people."

"Hmph!" Jimmy snorted and instantly shifted back to human form, landing beside Corvin.

Thero also returned to his humanoid shape, but Jimmy gave him a disdainful look. "I'm only stopping out of respect for Ms. Tibarn. Don't think we're friends, old man. You'd better go tell Drake that if he can't take care of his own huntress, he should have the decency to dissolve the match himself."

Then Jimmy turned to Emma. "Ms. Tibarn, We Ravaryns have plenty of talented young males. Once we finish dealing with the Violet Obsidian Clan, you should come to our territory.

"I'll pick you a dozen of our best-looking, strongest young males. When Corvin's busy with work, they can keep you company. We Ravaryn males are experts at pleasing females, I promise—"

"Uncle Jimmy, please stop talking!" Corvin immediately clamped a hand over his uncle's mouth. The more he talked, the worse it got.

I haven't even bonded with Ms. Tibarn yet, and he's already trying to send a dozen cousins to compete with me?! They'd all fight for her—and I'd lose, easily!

Ravaryn males were known throughout the entire interstellar system for their charm and ability to please females.

Listening to Jimmy's bragging, Thero thought of his own hopeless clan leader and grew increasingly anxious. The 700-year-old elder looked on the verge of tears. "Ms. Tibarn, please don't listen to Jimmy. Don't abandon Mr. Smith.

"He's just a little stubborn… and his temper's not great… he doesn't talk much… a bit arrogant… not the best at caring for others—but deep down, he's still… well, sort of a good therian."

Jimmy was already snickering beside him, and if Corvin hadn't kept his uncle's mouth covered, he would've burst out laughing. A good therian? Right. Drake should be thanking the Beast God for assigning him a huntress at all—if it were up to him, he'd die alone.

Any other female would've broken off the bond with him by now, he thought.

Ten or eight Ravaryns are nothing—Aquadome can easily offer hundreds!

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