The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120 Wrecked

M

B

74

Finished

If she had not ignored Julien lying beside her, she would have known that no beastman wanted to share his Matriarch with anyone, especially not Micah.

Micah crouched down, gently patted Rosalie’s back, and murmured in a soothing voice, “Matriarch, go to sleep. I am here.”

Rosalie finally allowed her eyes to close.

Once she was asleep, Micah lifted his eyes to Julien and said coldly, “Leave.”

Julien lifted a brow, his tone provocative. “And if I don’t?”

There was no smile on Micah’s face at all. He had no patience for this newly accepted beastman.

“If you refuse to leave, I don’t mind throwing you out.

“If you want to wake the Matriarch, feel free.”

Micah’s pupils flashed gold, narrowing into dangerous slits. His fangs pressed against his lips in a wordless warning.

Julien met his stare without backing down, unleashing the full pressure of a king of the forest.

The

pressure from the two made Rosalie frown uneasily.

Only then did they both restrain themselves at the same time.

“Boss! Something’s wrong!”

Just as Rosalie was about to fall asleep again, a hurried shout came from outside the door.

The door was flung open. Micah immediately stepped in front of Rosalie, frowning toward the

entrance.

Julien sprang to his feet and slammed the door shut with a heavy bang.

The sound shook the room. Rosalie woke, pushed Micah’s hand aside, and called toward the hallway, “What happened?”

The beastman outside worked at the rice shop. If it were not serious, he would never come to the House of Delicacies to look for her.

Intimidated by the fierce aura pouring from the two beastmen inside, he froze for a moment,

1/3

11:31 Fri, Jan 2

Chapter 120 Wrecked

then stuttered, “The rice shop, it was wrecked!”

What?

Rosalie stood up at once, and she felt her chest tightening.

M

74

ผลง

Finished

Fully awake now, she forgot about resting and hurried to the rice shop with the two beastmen.

When they arrived, a crowd of beastmen surrounded the entrance.

She pushed her way through them. At the doorway, she saw the front door torn off and tossed aside.

Inside, it was total chaos. The neatly stacked rice had been scattered everywhere, the floor buried under blinding white grains, and the wicker baskets used to store rice were smashed to bits.

The sight was unbearable. Rosalie stared at the rice on the ground. Food was life, and this was pure destruction.

She called over the beastman who worked there and asked if he had seen who did it.

He thought for a while, then said, “A group of beastmen suddenly rushed in and chased everyone out.”

“I got shoved outside too. All I could do was watch them hack and smash everything.”

“Do you recognize them?”

He nodded, then shook his head, his brows creasing in frustration.

“They looked kind of familiar, like I’d seen them before. But when you really look, something felt off.”

Seeing that he truly had no answer, Rosalie wrote a notice on a wooden board and hung it on the door.

“Closed for three days!”

She told the crowd to disperse, gave several beastmen time off, and closed the shop.

Inside, she searched for clues, but there was nothing except the vast spread of white rice.

Was it a rival?

The idea surfaced, then she dismissed it. She was currently the only one selling rice, with no competition at all.

2/3

11:31 Fri, Jan 2

Chapter 120 Wrecked

Or an enemy?

74

Finished

But Reva and Ziven were already dead. No matter how she thought about it, Rosalie could not come up with anyone who still wanted revenge.

She stepped into the backyard. The rice stored there had also been churned into chaos.

Her gaze caught on a tuft of white fur stuck in a corner.

She picked it up. The fine hairs gave no clue as to what animal they came from.

Rosalie showed the fur to Julien and Micah.

Micah was a snake and could not identify it. Julien sniffed it, and his expression changed instantly.

Rosalie straightened, fully alert. Julien’s face darkened. “Tiger fur.”

Julien took the tuft, already nearly certain of its owner.

370

–

3/3

11:31 Fri, Jan 2