Maternal instinct was something creatures were born with. Apart from a handful of unusual life forms, few mothers did not care about their children, whether human or beast.
After Lu Feng slapped the little Three-Headed Tiger aside, it let out a series of agonized screams. Those screams immediately sent the adult Three-Headed Tiger outside into a panic, and it roared urgently again and again.
All it wanted now was to rush inside and tear Lu Feng apart, but it feared the Rusty Sword. It could only keep wearing him down with its Divine Abilities, not daring to force its way in.
Although it could sense what was happening inside and attack Lu Feng with its Divine Ability to control the earth, it feared breaking the vase while striking the rat. Worried that this human might destroy himself and its child together, it could only roar anxiously.
Lu Feng was just raising his foot to stomp the little Three-Headed Tiger to death when those cries gave him an idea. He immediately ran over and grabbed the cub.
The little beast was exceptionally vicious. Even in Lu Feng's grasp, it showed no fear. Instead, a savage light flashed in its eyes, and all three heads lunged to bite him.
Rabbit-spawned bastard, you still dare act tough with me! Lu Feng's temper flared too. He slapped each of its three heads once, leaving them dazed. Then he seized its front legs and wrenched them apart. With a crack, both tiger legs snapped, leaving two mangled wounds streaming blood.
Then he stomped hard on its hind legs, crushing them until only sinews and flesh held them together. Those wounds were even harder to look at than the ones on its front legs.
The little Three-Headed Tiger screamed in agony, yet all three heads lunged