Help! I transmigrated to a Beast World-Chapter 41: Survive the Wingman

Thankfully, she settled again, and the two Snake Kings let out a sigh of relief.

"We should really keep our voices down." Qing Ling mumbled, glaring at his friend.

"I agree. What are you looking at me that way for?"Mo Yan’s smile widened, taking on a distinctly mischievous quality. "I am very impressed."

"By what?"

"By her." Mo Yan gestured at the sleeping female. "In less than two moon cycles, she has managed to draw the attention of....." He started counting on his fingers. "One Panther Alpha. One Tiger Alpha. You." He paused dramatically. "And now... me."

"Four Alphas," Qing Lin said, his voice taking on a dangerous edge. He could feel a jealousy roaring to his life in his chest."You’re saying four Alphas want to claim her."

"I’m saying four Alphas are competing for her. There’s a difference." Mo Yan leaned back, looking incredibly pleased with himself. "It’s rousing my competitive spirit."

"Oh, wonderful. Just what we need. Another contestant."

"But," Mo Yan continued, using his hand to silence Qing Lin, "I respect you, Qing Lin. We’ve been allies for years. Our fathers were allies before us. I’m not going to stab you in the back over a female."

Oh. Qing Lin waited for Mo Yan to continue. There was definitely a ’but’ coming.

"But," Mo Yan said, right on cue, "if you truly want her.....if you want to win her over that cat and that tiger.....I can help you. After all, it is only right she stays with us. The cats are.....filthy."

Qing Lin stared at him, his eyes widening in shock. Mo Yan had just offered to help him win over Xin Yi’s affection? "You? Help me?"

"Yes."

"You. Mo Yan. The Serpent King who once told me that mates were ’a weakness that made strong males soft.’"

"I have.....reconsidered my position."

"Since when?"

"Since I watched you spend our time sitting on the floor like a lovesick hatchling, staring at a female who’s currently drooling on my best leaves."

Qing Lin looked down. There was, indeed, a small wet spot forming near Xin Yi’s mouth.

It was... kind of adorable.

Pathetic, he thought again. So pathetic.

"And what exactly do you think you can teach me about winning a female?" Qing Lin asked, turning his attention back to Mo Yan. "Last I checked, you have been alone for the past fifteen winters."

"By choice!"

"By rejection, you mean."

"ONE female rejected me! ONE! And she was weird! She didn’t like muscles!"

"How terrible."

"It WAS terrible!" Mo Yan huffed, crossing his arms. "But that’s not the point. The point is, I may not have a mate, but I’m EXCELLENT at strategy. And courting a female is just another form of strategy."

Qing Lin raised an eyebrow. "Go on."

"Think about it," Mo Yan said, warming to his subject. "What has the Panther done? He marked her in a heat-fueled frenzy. There was no buildup, at least from what my scouts told me. Just chomp and done."

"Hmmm, true," Qing Lin admitted.

"And the Tiger? He brought her some fruit and licked her neck a few times. Basic. Predictable. Boring. Tigers have no creativity, and females can see right through that."

"Also true."

"But YOU," Mo Yan said, his yellow eyes gleaming, "you took her. Stole her from the Panther’s bed. That takes strength. Courage." He leaned closer. "The cat just bit her and claimed victory. Sloppy. Rushed. Like a starving animal."

"What are you saying, Mo Yan? You should get to the point already."

"I’m saying you’re different. You’re patient. You watch her. You wait. Like a hunter." Mo Yan’s voice dropped. "But you wait too long. You need to act."

"I have acted already. I am trying to resp—"

"No. You’ve been cautious." Mo Yan cut him off. "You need to show her you are the strongest. That you are the best provider. The one who understands what she needs before she asks."

Qing Lin stared at him. "How am I supposed to do that?"

Mo Yan’s grin was dangerous. "Leave it to me."

"That’s not an answer."

"It’s the only answer you get tonight." Mo Yan stood, his massive frame casting shadows across the room. "Trust me, Qing Lin. When I’m finished helping you, the Panther will look like a cub. And the Tiger will slink away with his tail between his legs."

"Why help me?" Qing Lin’s eyes narrowed. "What do you gain?"

Mo Yan paused at the door. His smile turned sharp.

"Because," he said quietly, "when you fail.....she becomes mine. And I’ll know exactly what mistakes not to make."

He left before Qing Lin could respond.

Qing Lin sat in the darkness, his mind working. Mo Yan was either a generous ally... or a cunning rival.

Probably both.

A small hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, and he looked down, startled.

Xin Yi’s eyes were still closed, but her fingers had found him in her sleep, gripping tight.

"Don’t go," she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. "The bathroom... where is it... need to find..."

Then she was snoring again. But her hand didn’t release him.

Qing Lin felt something strange in his chest. Warm. Uncomfortable.

Weak, he thought. This female makes me weak.

But he didn’t pull away.

He settled back into his position, her hand wrapped around his wrist, and continued his watch. Outside, Mo Yan smiled to himself as he walked through the darkness.

This would be entertaining.

[DING! (◕‿◕)]

[System Commentary: Did... did Mo Yan just become a WINGMAN? For his RIVAL? This is incredible! This is unprecedented! This is—]

[Wait. No. He’s definitely plotting something. That smile was way too suspicious.]

[New Hidden Quest Detected: SURVIVE MO YAN’S "HELP"!]

[Warning: When a competitive Alpha offers to help you win a female, he’s either genuinely being noble... or he’s setting you up to fail spectacularly so he can swoop in and claim the prize!]

[Qing Lin, buddy, you better watch your back! ☆]

[System Prediction: This is going to be an absolute DISASTER!]

[I can’t wait! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:･ﾟ✧]