Beast-World Matchmaking Bureau: The Snow Leopard Judge Loses Control Every Night - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

When Feng Guiyi woke up, her wrists were firmly locked to the marriage platform by a set of black-gold shackles.

Beast fires flickered around her, and the air was thick with the heavy scent of Males and the cloying sweetness of heat-inducing powder, making her chest feel tight and stifled.

Below the high platform sat the leaders of various tribes, Priests, and representatives of the nobility.

In the center of the stage, her name was displayed.

[Exiled Female Feng Guiyi, Public Marriage Deliberation]

Memories suddenly flooded into her mind.

This was the Beast World Continent, where Females were scarce, and the right to marriage was firmly grasped by the Royal Court and the Holy Temple.

Feng Guiyi’s original soul hailed from Moon Mist City. Her mother had died early, and her father had long since treated her as a bargaining chip to exchange for resources. At sixteen, she was betrothed to Yan Zhaoming, the Young Master of the Crimson Wolf. Later, because of her exceptional beauty and scent, she was seconded by the Holy Temple to the Royal Court’s Marriage Office to serve as a “Scent-Guide Female Attendant.”

To put it nicely, she assisted in marriage screening.

To put it bluntly, she was there to test men and screen women for the higher-ups, sending the best of the lot into noble estates.

She knew too many dirty secrets, and in the end, she died very quickly.

Three days ago, the Royal Court’s Marriage Office forcibly tried to pair a Female of the Rabbit Clan with the tyrannical Black Bear Count. The original Feng Guiyi had secretly helped the girl escape.

When the matter was discovered, she was framed for the serious crimes of “unauthorized alteration of marriage records, collusion with foreign tribes, and fraudulent extraction of love oaths.”

Today’s deliberation was not to find her a home.

It was to publicly set her price and then sell her for a good profit.

Feng Guiyi took a deep breath. Just as she was about to try and break free from the locks on her hands, a semi-transparent golden screen suddenly flashed before her eyes.

[Yan Zhaoming: Love Value 23]
[Possessiveness: 82]
[Betrayal Rate: 91]
[Current Goal: Profess love in public, deliver her to the Royal Court in private in exchange for military power]

Her gaze froze, and she abruptly looked toward the left side below the platform.

There stood a young man in a brocade robe with red fox patterns. His features were dashing, a smile played on his lips, and he was staring at her without blinking.

He looked like a devoted lover.

But the words above his head looked like a death warrant.

Feng Guiyi’s breath hitched as her gaze swept to the other side.

[Ning Tingyuan: Love Value 11]
[Hypocrisy Value: 94]
[Intent to Trample: 88]
[Current Goal: Use her case to overturn his reputation and rise to power by stepping on her]

That was the newly appointed Deputy Officer of the Royal Court’s Marriage Office, a member of the White Feather Eagle Tribe. He was known for being gentle and upright, and he was the one who had “spoken a few words of justice” for her over the past three days.

As it turned out, the one who could fake it best was the filthiest of them all.

A chill ran through her heart. Just as she was about to keep looking, she collided with one last gaze.

Standing directly in front of the high platform was a man in the silver-and-black uniform of a Judge.

Zhong Sijin.

A Judge from the Snow Leopard Tribe and the most untouchable blade of the Royal Court’s Marriage Office.

He was extremely tall, his shoulder line was cold and rigid, and his features were like the unthawed frost atop a mountain peak. The black judicial gloves on his hands made him look both ascetic and sharp.

The entire Royal City knew that he showed no mercy when investigating marriage cases.

They also knew that he loathed Females who used tears and scents as bargaining chips.

Such a person should have been the safest.

But when Feng Guiyi saw the row of words above his head, even her heart skipped a beat.

[Zhong Sijin: Loss of Control Threshold 79]
[Emotion Suppression Value: 97]
[Desire Fluctuation toward Feng Guiyi: Continuously rising]
[Danger Warning: Only loses control toward the target individual]

Her pupils shrank.

What did it mean, “only loses control toward the target individual”?

Before she could process this, the Priest in the main seat spoke loudly.

“Feng Guiyi has unauthorizedly altered marriage records and damaged the order of the Royal Court. She should have been executed.”

“Considering she still possesses marriage value, today, three parties will present evidence. She will be reclaimed by the best candidate, and her life will be spared.”

A wave of low laughter broke out below the platform.

Feng Guiyi finally understood.

This so-called deliberation was nothing more than repackaging her from a criminal into a piece of merchandise waiting for the highest bidder.

She looked at the faces below and suddenly curled her lips into a smile.

Since they loved acting so much…

Then today, in front of everyone, she would tear those skins off, one by one.