14 I Believe in You! (An Extra Chapter for Sakura Blizzard, Our Precious Treasure)

Inside the Che family residence.

Sang Yingying stepped into Che Baiyuan’s room and saw the two little fox beasts sleeping soundly in the small bed on the other side of the large bed.

She approached them, her gaze filled with venomous intent.

Suddenly, she pulled out a gleaming dagger from her bosom.

“Adorable little ones, your deaths have nothing to do with me. Blame it on Cang Qian instead—after all, she’s the one who saved your lives!”

“Your mother beast treated Cang Qian as her lifesaver, and Che Baiyuan, you even defended Cang Qian, trying to sway the clan’s attitude toward that wicked female? Don’t even think about it!”

“Since you want to defend Cang Qian, then let your two little beasts’ lives pay the price for her reputation! Ha ha...”

As she finished speaking, Sang Yingying’s twisted smile grew even more grotesque.

Suddenly, like a face changing in an instant, her eyes hardened with cruelty as she raised the dagger and plunged it toward the two little fox beast cubs.

At that critical moment, Cang Qian rushed in from outside the door.

“Sang Yingying...!”

She shouted as she hurried forward without hesitation, grabbing the blade itself with her hand and using her body to slam Sang Yingying to the ground.

The dagger fell, and Cang Qian’s left palm was bleeding profusely from clutching the sharp blade with bare hands.

She looked at the fallen Sang Yingying with pain and sorrow.

Sang Yingying quickly got up, grabbed the dagger, and a cold, sinister smile appeared on her face.

Suddenly, she raised the dagger again and stabbed it into her own abdomen.

“You’re crazy!”

Wide-eyed, Cang Qian watched as she collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, Banai ran in.

He first looked at Cang Qian and noticed the blood dripping from her left hand. He grabbed a nearby cloth and hurried over to bandage her hand and stop the bleeding.

While wrapping her hand, he spotted Sang Yingying lying on the floor, bleeding from her abdomen.

Banai’s eyes shot sharply toward Cang Qian.

Just then, Che Baiyuan, Naiwa, Quangang, and other clan members who had been drinking celebratory soup outside the courtyard heard the commotion and all rushed inside.

Seeing Sang Yingying lying on the floor, bleeding from her abdomen, everyone was shocked!

Then someone shouted, “Heavens! Cang Qian actually killed Yingying, the little female beast!!!”

The other clan members instantly shifted from shock to panic.

Killing a female beast was a grave crime!

Moreover, the victim was a female beast with healing abilities and moderate fertility—an offense punishable by burning at the stake once convicted!

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Che Baiyuan did not look at the fallen Sang Yingying.

She only saw the blood near Cang Qian’s feet and the bleeding left hand she was clutching.

She did not believe that Cang Qian intended to kill Sang Yingying. Rather, Sang Yingying had tried to strike, and Cang Qian was defending herself, resulting in the hand injury.

As for why Sang Yingying ended up stabbed in the abdomen and collapsed, Che Baiyuan couldn’t fathom it at the moment.

Perhaps, she thought, during the scuffle, Cang Qian accidentally stabbed Sang Yingying in the abdomen?

At this moment, Cang Qian looked at Banai, who was holding her. Her eyes seemed to ask, “Do you believe me?”

Banai looked back at her, pain in his heart as he held her wounded left hand, nodding resolutely: “I believe you.”

Then he released her and walked toward the fallen Sang Yingying.

Reaching out, he checked her breath and found she was still alive. He loudly told the clan members, “Sang Yingying isn’t dead—she’s just lost blood from her abdomen and fainted.”

Seeing no cloth nearby, he grabbed a piece of clothing to press on Sang Yingying’s bleeding wound and quickly pulled out the dagger.

Cang Qian knelt down and, while the others were distracted, placed her hand on Sang Yingying’s abdomen, activating her healing ability to staunch the bleeding.

Her level-one healing could not close the wound but could stop the bleeding, depending on the wound’s size. If too large, completely stopping the blood flow would still be challenging.

At this moment, a beastman shouted, “Yingying survived by luck, but even if Cang Qian didn’t kill the female beast, she still injured her!”

“I suggest we capture that wicked female beast, Cang Qian, before she escapes!”

Upon hearing this, the other clan members quickly agreed.

“Yes, capture her first and inform the clan chief.”

“No, the clan chief is Cang Qian’s grandfather—he will surely side with her. We must invite the High Priest to oversee this matter!”

“Then what are we waiting for? Go fetch the High Priest.”

“Though the clan chief must avoid bias, he still needs to be called. Let’s bring them both.”

“Reasonable, I’ll go.”

“I’ll go too.”

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The clan members’ voices died down as two beastmen ran out of the Che residence—one to fetch clan chief Cang Lian, the other to summon High Priest Dianna.

While they waited, Sang Yingying’s bleeding was quickly staunched.

Several male beastmen helped carry her to the long wooden lounge chair in the outer living room.

Some clan members threatened to bind Cang Qian.

Che Baiyuan stepped forward to stop them: “Everyone’s here watching, and you’ve blocked the door. Do you really think little Qian can escape?”

“Besides, only the two of them were in that room. How can you be sure who did what? On what grounds will you bind her?”

A leading beastman retorted, “How can there be uncertainty? When we rushed in, Yingying was lying on the ground, stabbed in the abdomen, bleeding badly, and unconscious!”

“Meanwhile, Cang Qian was standing there, only injured in the left hand, otherwise unharmed. Doesn’t that tell you who harmed whom?”

Che Baiyuan laughed softly. “Who says the one on the ground is always the victim? Sang Yingying was the one trying to stab little Qian, and Qian was defending herself.”

“In the struggle, the dagger cut Qian’s hand, then accidentally stabbed Yingying’s abdomen. That’s possible!”

Another beastman spoke up: “That possibility exists, but so does the opposite—Cang Qian trying to kill Yingying.”

“In a struggle, although Qian’s hand was cut, she could have stabbed Yingying with the dagger. Is that impossible?”

Another added, “Yu-ge is right. Regardless of which is true, Yingying’s injuries are more serious, so Cang Qian is guilty!!”

...

Amid the heated debate, clan chief Cang Lian and High Priest Dianna arrived.

Cang Lian slammed his fox-head scepter firmly onto the ground and bellowed, “Enough noise!”

Silence immediately fell over the room.

Dianna quickly sat beside the wooden lounge chair and took Sang Yingying’s pulse at her wrist.

After nearly a minute, he looked at Cang Lian and said, “Clan chief, Yingying is injured but not in danger of dying.”

“I will infuse some spiritual power to aid her recovery; she should be healed in about ten days.”

Cang Lian nodded.

Dianna then began channeling spiritual power into Sang Yingying.

Cang Lian turned to Cang Qian and said, “Little Qian, explain what happened.”

Cang Qian nodded and stepped forward, recounting every detail of the incident in the room.

Just as she finished, Sang Yingying lying on the wooden lounge chair finally woke up.

She sat up, looking at Cang Qian with a weak, choked voice: “Cousin, you’re lying! You’re lying and slandering me!!”