The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 I’m Not In Pain 

He snapped, “Are you trying to steal credit again? Get lost and stop getting in my way!” 

Julien’s breathing grew heavier. His eyes reddened, and he could barely hold back his violent instincts. 

He grabbed Sixto by the throat and slammed him against a tree, lifting him off the ground with a crushing grip. 

His voice sounded like it came from hell itself, sending chills down Sixto’s spine. 

“What did she tell you to do? Say it, now!” 

At that moment, only one thing filled Julien’s mind. 

Matriarch is in danger. I have to protect Matriarch! 

His eyes were bloodshot. Veins bulged in his hand as his grip tightened. 

Sixto’s eyes bulged as he clawed desperately at Julien’s hand, but it was useless. The fever had pushed Julien totally out of control. 

If this went on, unless someone noticed them, Sixto would die. 

Just then, someone grabbed Julien’s arm and shouted anxiously into his ear, “Julien, what are you doing? Let go, now!” 

Julien’s fevered mind slowly cleared. The voice kept calling him back, and little by little, he came back to himself. 

He turned and saw Rosalie’s worried face. He finally loosened his grip, and Sixto immediately slumped into unconsciousness. 

Julien turned toward Rosalie and clung to her, resting his head on her shoulder, suddenly looking fragile. 

As she held him, Rosalie was startled by the heat pouring off his body-it felt like she’d been pulled into a furnace, the heat seeping straight into her skin. 

She wrapped her arms around Julien’s waist and patted his back, trying to soothe him. 

The moment her hand touched his back, she felt him flinch. 

Puzzled, Rosalie pulled her hand away and looked at her palm. It was smeared with blood. 

Under her horrified gaze, Julien’s tall frame suddenly gave out, collapsing against her. 

She barely managed to hold him up so they didn’t both fall. 

He noticed he was holding something in his palm. A flash of disgust crossed his face as he instinctively assumed it was Jewel and squeezed hard. 

Only when Rosalie cried out in pain did he realize his mistake and quickly let go. 

His gaze focused on Rosalie, and the fierceness faded from his eyes. 

Julien took her hand and asked gently, “Did I hurt you?” 

Rosalie shook her head and shot back, “Are you in pain?” 

“No.” 

Julien looked up and froze-Rosalie’s eyes were bright red, brimming with tears that refused to fall. 

He hadn’t wanted her to find out he was injured, and he never expected her to be so heartbroken when she saw his wounds. 

He pulled her into his arms, holding her tight. “Matriarch, I’m not in pain.” 

A single tear fell to the ground. Seeing how little Julien cared about his own injuries, Rosalie’s heart ached for him.