was briefly stifled, causing his body that was originally soaring through the air to fall back onto the ground. A white tear appeared on the shirt covering his shoulder, stained with a faint red color...78. First Entry into Southern Frontier

In the morning, after packing up, Ye Li saw Han Mingxi sitting in a prominent spot in the hall with an amused expression on his face. Ye Li's forehead involuntarily throbbed as she felt the fire of anger burning in her eyes. Apparently, Han Mingxi didn't notice it at all and cheerfully waved at her, "Junwei, come over for breakfast." Ye Li walked over and raised a brow at the sumptuous spread on the table, saying with a smile, "Brother Han's breakfast is really bountiful." Han Mingxi waved off the attention of everyone in the hall and said with a laugh, "Junwei should eat more. Once we enter Southern Frontier, it won't be easy to find such a sumptuous breakfast anymore."

Ye Li was not one to shirk from anything; she invited Dark Three who had come down after her as well.

Han Mingxi looked at the silent Dark Three and raised his brows, asking, "I haven't asked your honorable name yet. Junwei's bodyguard is quite skilled." Generally speaking, Han Mingxi was quite aware of himself. As the younger brother of the master of Sky One Pavilion, he naturally had a wide眼界. Although his light-footedness could be considered top-notch, in martial arts skills he indeed fell short. At least this new acquaintance's guard should have better martial skills than him.

Ye Li glanced at Dark Three and said coolly, "Zhuo Jing."

Dark Three looked up in surprise. Zhuo Jing was his real name; usually after becoming the dark guard of a princess consort, he wouldn't use this name anymore. He hadn’t expected the princess consort to know it.

Han Mingxi smiled and said, "So you're Brother Zhuo. It's hard work for you."

Dark Three replied coldly, "I’m not worthy of such politeness from Young Master Han."

The three had just finished their meal when Dark Three went to settle the bill. The man who approached them yesterday came over again, accompanied by that middle-aged man who seemed like a steward, "Young Master Chu, are you also setting out This... young master is the guide you hired" Ye Li nodded slightly without speaking. Clearly, neither side had any intention of chatting; however, the man didn’t feel awkward at all and said with a smile, "Since your people have arrived as well, don't tell me you're leaving today If that's the case, why not travel together" Han Mingxi lazily toyed with the breakfast on the table and said, "Why should we travel with you guys It’s better to each go our own way."

The man smiled and said, "We all head for Southern Frontier. Having someone to watch out for us along the way is safer, isn’t it According to my understanding... once we leave Snowflake Pass, we seem to be entering Lo Yi tribe's territory. Yesterday, you two..."

Ye Li raised her eyes and looked at him with puzzlement, "Sir, since you know that we offended the young master of Lo Yi tribe, why do you insist on traveling together"

The man said scornfully, "So what if it’s the Lo Yi tribe Although people from Nanzhao are skilled in poison, we're not afraid either."

Ye Li silently nodded in agreement. If they had a famous Poisonous Sick Scholar as their escort, indeed there was no need to fear Southern Frontier's poisons. After thinking for a moment, she said, "In that case, it’s very kind of you. May I ask your honorable name" The man laughed and said confidently, "I’m Zheng Kui; originally I was a leader of a protective escort service, now I work as an estate guardian to make ends meet. This is my steward; over there is our master. And that one..." the man looking at the weak sick scholar leaning against the wall with his eyes closed said, "They say he’s a top expert hired by our master with big money. However... hahaha, I don’t see where his skill lies, only how frail he looks."

Ye Li nodded and said, "So that's it; thanks for your courtesy, Protector Zheng. Shall we set off"

Seeing Ye Li’s agreement, Zheng Kui was obviously very happy and laughed robustly, "I'll go inform our master right away." Turning his face to watch Zheng Kui and the steward walk back to their master and discuss with him for a while, it seemed that the wealthy merchant wasn’t entirely satisfied but still agreed. Then the four of them went back to their rooms to pack up again. Watching their figures climb upstairs, Ye Li glanced coolly at Han Mingxi, who was sulking on the table looking at her, "Junwei, what did I do wrong this time"

Ye Li made a soft sound and looked askance at him, saying, "Young Master Han, could you be any less conspicuous"

"Conspicuous" Han Mingxi was puzzled. "I’m not some famous person; why do I need to be inconspicuous" Only a few people knew he was the Moonlit Scholar of the Pleasure Quarter; otherwise they would have been besieged by those self-proclaimed righteous gentlemen long ago. Ye Li looked at him with a half-smile, saying, "You are indeed very unobtrusive, but you’ve got an extremely conspicuous face. Do you think Poisonous Sick Scholar has ever seen Moonlit Scholar Do you think he knows that Moonlit Scholar is the master of Sky One Pavilion" Han Mingxi blinked his eyes and looked apologetically at Ye Li with a low voice, "Well... my elder brother is friends with Demon Gate’s master. So... probably Poisonous Sick Scholar has met me before; looks like he knows we recognized him."

"That's very obvious," Ye Li said expressionlessly.

“Why did they invite us to travel together” Han Mingxi asked softly, “If it’s because of my identity, shouldn’t he have talked directly with me After all, my elder brother and Demon Gate’s master have a good relationship.”

Ye Li shook her head and said, "I don't think so. They invited me before you came; I turned them down."

Han Mingyi stroked his chin and said, "The Sick Scholar traveled all the way from afar to Southern Yore with a definite purpose. However, why did he come along with that wealthy merchant A regular merchant wouldn’t be able to invite him. As for selling medicinal herbs… people who deal in medicinal herbs wouldn’t personally travel to Southern Yore at the third or fourth month of the year."

The most frequent transactions between Great Chu and Southern Yore were rare precious medicinal herbs from Southern Yore, but just by looking at Yonglin City’s current state of desolation, one could tell that it wasn’t a good time to deal in medicinal herbs. Ye Li leaned on her forehead and said, "Do you think he would be a regular merchant if he dared to travel with someone as famous as the Sick Scholar"

Han Mingyi raised his eyebrows and asked, "What’s wrong with that"

Ye Li fell silent for a moment before saying, "I haven’t seen anything suspicious yet." However, since they had been dragged into it anyway, they would have to figure out whether this was just coincidence or intentional.

The group soon regrouped outside the inn and left the city on horseback towards Suixue Pass. To Ye Li’s surprise, even though the wealthy merchant lord looked like a gluttonous pig, his riding skills were actually quite good. However, it really made one worry about the fate of the horse he was riding. The Sick Scholar started coughing as soon as he got on the horse and seemed as if he could die any moment from coughing up his lungs.

When they passed through Suixue Pass, Ye Li looked back to see Mu Songting looking radiant while happily chatting with a middle-aged man standing on the city wall. It was evident that she was enjoying her life without the restrictions of the capital city. Ye Li smiled inwardly for her friend and turned her head to catch up with the person in front.

"Have some water." They hurried out of Suixue Pass until dusk fell before they stopped for a break, clearly having missed their lodging for the night. Although Southern Yore’s wilderness was dangerous, the homes or inns of its residents might not be safe either.

Ansan skillfully entered the woods and soon returned with a pile of firewood and a mountain chicken. He then started making a fire and preparing the wild game. Zheng Kui also caught several fish from nearby riverbank. Ye Li saw that The Sick Scholar was walking under the trees while coughing up his heart and lungs, so she frowned slightly and passed him some water. The Sick Scholar seemed to have been taken aback for a moment before he held out his right hand to accept the jug of water and nodded at Ye Li in a low voice. "Thank you." Ye Li nodded and returned to her original position. Although The Sick Scholar looked like he was on death’s door, Ye Li would never underestimate him. She should stay as far away from such people as possible, especially since he had a grudge against Mo Xiuyao.

Han Mingyi leaned under the tree idly watching Ansan who had already placed the prepared game over the fire and was ready to start roasting it. He smiled at Ye Li and said, "Junwei, Brother Zhuo is really something special. I’ve never seen anyone as proficient in these matters. Even those people who often camp out outdoors likely can’t match him." Ansan sitting by the fire raised his eyebrows but didn’t speak. He wouldn’t tell Han Mingyi about the intense training they went through on Black Cloud Peak’s cliffs over half a year ago. In fact, none of them could figure out why their master had so many bizarre ideas and training methods. Particularly the survival in wilderness training where each of them was thrown into an expansive forest full of venomous snakes, bugs, and beasts for a month with only one dagger and a bow with five arrows as weapons. At first, they couldn’t understand how such training would be useful to someone with martial arts skills, agility, and internal energy cultivation. However, after the first month, when Aner came out tattered but in good health, he beat Anei, Aning, and himself. Originally, the four of them were evenly matched, so even if one won slightly, it would be a pyrrhic victory. But this time, Aner’s prowess shone through as he defeated not only Anei but also himself, and finally achieved mutual destruction with Aning. Without learning any other martial arts skills or increasing his internal energy cultivation, Aner’s transformation left everyone stunned yet ecstatic.

After Ansan went in to fetch more firewood on his own, the others learned what Aner had endured. Venomous snakes and insects, toxic plants, swamps, wild beasts; at first, he even dared not close his eyes for fear of waking up encircled by a wolf pack or a venomous snake coiled around him. He had to find food himself every day and collect the items Lady Consort specified. The worst experience was when he got stuck in the swamp for three hours and almost thought he would die. But towards the end of the month, he gradually adapted to the harsh environment and could survive freely in the forest even without any martial arts skills. He didn’t feel too uncomfortable even if he went a day or night without food or sleep. These were all things that ordinary martial arts couldn’t achieve. On the day Ansan walked out of the woods alive, they learned that Lady Consort had been secretly following them, making him truly devoted to her.

"Young Master Han is right. Brother Zhuo’s skills are so proficient that even an old guard who has traveled for decades can’t match him," Zheng Kui said enviously as he looked at the half-cooked fish in his hand and Ansan’s aromatic wild game that could rival a tavern’s roasted chicken. He had only caught several fish from the riverbank while this taciturn brother had already made a fire, cooked a mountain chicken, and gathered mushrooms for soup. His master was scowling at the fish in his hand as if it were the most disgusting thing he’d ever seen.

Ye Li looked at Han Mingyi with a warm smile and said, "Brother Zhuo has been taking care of me on this journey. He’s smart so learning such skills is easy for him."

Han Mingyi didn’t believe it; he often camped outdoors too but his food was still blackened and inedible.

Ansan calmly divided the wild game into three portions, giving one each to Ye Li and Han Mingyi as if ignoring Young Master’s praise. He wouldn’t tell this playboy that their master could do even better than he did. Seeing this playboy indulging himself with wild scenery before him, Ansan suddenly felt a strange sense of superiority.

"Brother Zhuo is skilled in poisons" The Sick Scholar drank some water to suppress his cough and looked at Ansan curiously. Ansan glanced back indifferently and said, "I don’t know."

The Sick Scholar raised an eyebrow and asked doubtfully, "Southern Yore abounds with poisonous creatures; even the mushrooms in the forest are mostly toxic. Yet you’ve collected non-toxic ones."

Ansan curled his lip and said coolly, "The more colorful the mushrooms in the woods, the more poisonous they are. Even children know that." The Sick Scholar smiled faintly, "Is that so In that case, Brother Zhuo should be careful about picking things to eat randomly; not all toxic mushrooms are brightly colored."

"Thank you for your reminder."

The wealthy merchant lord was clearly unsatisfied with his guard’s cooking and threw the fish aside after a few bites. Pointing at Zheng Kui, he said, "You! Go hunt some game!"

Zheng Kui looked at the darkening sky hesitantly; they had chosen to camp outside the woods because it wasn’t safe inside during the night. The Sick Scholar sat up and looked indifferently at the wealthy merchant lord, “If you want him dead, let him go.” It seemed that the merchant lord was intimidated by the scholar’s reputation as he sighed in resignation.

After dinner, Han Mingyi appeared less energetic than before and closed his eyes to rest near the fire. Ansan packed their belongings and leaped onto a tree nearby, sitting on a branch silently listening to the others’ chatter below. Ye Li, however, grew bored and sat by the fire chatting idly with Zheng Kui while occasionally throwing wood into it. During their conversation, Zheng Kui informed Ye Li that the wealthy merchant lord was named Liang and hailed from Northwest Great Chu, where he ran a prosperous medicinal herb business. He came to Southern Yore after hearing about an extremely rare herb being auctioned publicly in June at Nanzhao’s capital city. Of course, there were also some boastful exaggerations on Liang’s part. Ye Li explained that she hailed from Yunzhou and was traveling with her guards for the sake of touring. As for Han Mingyi, they had met through mutual friends in Guangling City. Since they already knew about Han Mingyi's identity, Ye Li saw no need to hide it; he was a friend she made at Clear Breeze Bright Moon Tower in Guangling.

“Young Master Han is right,” Zheng Kui said enviously as he looked at the uncooked fish and compared it with Ansan’s exquisite roasted chicken. He had only caught some fish from the riverbank, but this brother with few words had already made a fire, cooked a mountain chicken, gathered mushrooms for soup, and was busy picking more herbs.

Ye Li smiled at Han Mingyi, “Throughout our journey, Brother Zhuo has been taking care of me. He’s smart and quick to learn.”

Han Mingyi looked unconvinced; even he had trouble cooking something edible while camping outdoors.

Ansan calmly divided the cooked game into three portions for Ye Li and Han Mingyi, seemingly oblivious to Young Master’s praise. He wouldn’t tell this playboy that their master could do better than him. Watching the playboy admiring the wild scenery before him, Ansan felt a peculiar sense of superiority.

"Brother Zhuo is skilled in poisons" The Sick Scholar asked after drinking some water to suppress his cough.

Ansan glanced back indifferently and said coolly, "I don’t know."

The Sick Scholar raised an eyebrow doubtfully, "Southern Yore abounds with poisonous creatures; even the mushrooms in the forest are mostly toxic. Yet you’ve collected non-toxic ones."

Ansan curled his lip and replied coolly, “The more colorful the mushrooms in the woods, the more poisonous they are. Even children know that.”

"Is that so Ahem… Speaking of which, since Young Master Chu admires the Xu family of Yunzhou, you must have heard of Qingchen’s name"

Ye Li turned her head and said with admiration in her voice, "Qingchen... The eldest son of the Xu family gained fame at a young age. Sadly, although I am half a year older than him back then, I have yet to achieve anything worthwhile, truly shameful." The sickly scholar looked up at Ye Li with a hint of inquiry and said coolly, "Is that so It’s possible that Young Master Chu might meet Qingchen in the Southern Frontier this time."

Ye Li was startled. She calmly added an element of surprise to her voice and asked, "Really Is Qingchen currently in the Southern Frontier"

The sickly scholar sat up and replied, "Indeed, Qingchen is indeed in the Southern Frontier right now."

"That’s wonderful then. I hope to meet with Qingchen when we reach the capital of Nanzhao so that I can seek his guidance." Ye Li muttered thoughtfully while looking down as if lost in her thoughts, completely ignoring the scholar's scrutiny. In her mind, she was quickly calculating: Xu Qingchen had traveled widely at a young age and his whereabouts were always unpredictable. She didn’t believe he wouldn't be able to hide his movements well enough for others not to know about them. However, this sickly scholar was in Xiling yet managed to obtain information on him being in the Southern Frontier… Moreover, it seemed as if he knew exactly where Qingchen was, which gave Ye Li an uneasy feeling. What was the purpose of the scholar’s trip to the Southern Frontier Was there any connection with Xu Qingchen

Deep into the night, the flames burning on the ground gradually dimmed. The forest under the night sky remained quiet except for the occasional sounds of insects and birds. Ansan III, who was sleeping on a tree branch, shifted slightly and coughed lightly. Ye Li, who had been leaning against the fire pit with her eyes closed in deep sleep, slowly opened her eyes, her gaze clear without any hint of sleepiness. She casually turned around to look at Ansan III on the tree, who nodded slightly.

The air suddenly carried a faint smell of blood and an unusual rustling sound, along with indistinct musical notes in the background. It seemed like something was crawling over the grass in large groups. Ansan III frowned as he recalled a particularly loathsome creature and stood up from his position to land gracefully on the ground. The sickly scholar’s eyes immediately snapped open when Ansan III landed.

Ansan III, without looking at him, approached Ye Li and whispered, "Master, there's something happening."

At that moment, Han Mingxi and Zheng Kui beside Ye Li simultaneously sat up. Han Mingxi yawned lazily and asked, “What’s going on”

Ansan III said calmly, “Something is coming this way.”

"Something What something"

Ansan III spoke in a grave tone, "I’m guessing… it’s snakes."

“Snakes.”

"Snakes." Ye Li and the sickly scholar said simultaneously. The sickly scholar glanced at Ye Li before she stood up and said, “I smell the scent of many snakes.”

Han Mingxi nodded understandingly and remarked, "I forgot that Junwei is skilled in blending fragrances and thus has a keen sense of smell."

Zheng Kui anxiously asked, "Forget about it for now. What should we do" Han Mingxi dismissed the question nonchalantly, “There’s nothing to do. Let’s leave.” The Wind and Moon Scholar was unrivaled in his lightness skills; wherever he went, there was no need to worry about getting out of a difficult situation. Ansan III frowned and said, "I’m afraid we won’t be able to get away. Listen… sounds are coming from all directions." Everyone present except for Mr. Liang and the steward were skilled martial artists who could clearly tell whether what Ansan III was saying was true or not.

Han Mingxi snorted and quickly leaped onto a branch, returning to the ground in no time and cursed quietly, "This Southern Frontier place is annoying every single time I come here. Where are all these snakes coming from"

No one paid heed to his complaint; Ansan III had already swiftly taken out various medicines prepared beforehand for protection against venomous insects and snakes. The sickly scholar shook his head, "Too many of them, it might be useless."

Those who hadn’t seen such a scene could never imagine how terrifying it was. Under the dark night sky, huge numbers of black snakes surged from all directions, "What’s happening!" Mr. Liang screamed shrilly. His steward had long been petrified with fear and collapsed on the ground.

"Shut up!" The sickly scholar barked, frowning as he looked at Ansan III, “Too many snakes; using snake repellent will only make them more frenzied.”

Han Mingxi said in disgust, "Junwei, I can take you out while carrying you. Brother Zhuo should be able to get out on his own as well." Ansan III nodded silently. The sickly scholar remarked calmly, “In that case, Brother Han can take Young Master Chu and leave first.” But Han Mingxi didn’t actually leave immediately because he could hear the implicit threat in the sickly scholar's words. If they left before others did, the sickly scholar would undoubtedly stab them in the back.

Seeing the snake group closing in, Ye Li frowned and said, "What’s the point of arguing when we have to deal with this Or do you intend to stay here and feed the snakes"

The snake group didn’t immediately pounce after surrounding them. Soon enough, several men dressed in black appeared from different directions, blowing on short flutes and standing behind the snake groups at a distance. It was clear that these snakes were not gathered here randomly but summoned by someone.

Zheng Kui cursed quietly, "These are snake charmers of the Southern Frontier!

Ye Li and Dark Three exchanged a glance. If the snake swarm really pounced on them, they could probably escape immediately, but that obese wealthy merchant would likely be unable to run away.

A squad of snake drivers turned around to clear a path for someone who strode over with an unpleasant grin at Ye Li and the others. "Heh heh... This nobleman said I’d eventually get my hands on you guys, so it’s only been one day since that. How do you feel"

Han Mingxi raised a brow and laughed, "Isn’t this the fool who called himself the lesser tribal chief of Luo Yi tribe"

That lecherous youth from yesterday was tonight wearing a lavishly decorated outfit full of silver ornaments that shone under the moonlight. He stared at Han Mingxi’s lithe form in loose robes, looking drowsy yet seductive. “Beauty, come over here. This nobleman will pardon you if you don’t need to accompany these ugly freaks to die,” he said with a smirk. Han Mingxi’s face stiffened and the corner of his eye twitched as she replied sarcastically, "Is it alright for him to call others ugly" Indeed, everyone present, even those snake drivers standing far away, looked better than that youth. Even the obese wealthy merchant looked less lecherous.

Hearing this, the young man instantly became furious. His eyes were twisted with a vicious glint. Ye Li coughed softly and smiled, "Brother Han, although the gentleman opposite isn’t fragrant or precious jade, you should still show him some mercy. How can he bear to see his adoration go unrequited" Han Mingxi snorted and said, "Adoration I think it’s envy. He clearly wants to tear this nobleman’s face apart. Hmph! Is his peerlessly handsome appearance something that these commoners could even dream about" Wasn’t he a complete waste of time when he was courting beauties if he couldn’t tell the difference between adoration and jealousy

"Right," the young man chuckled, "This nobleman will peel off your face while you’re still alive. Heh heh… Your face is mine now so come over here obediently before my precious ones ruin it for me." Everyone fell silent. After a moment, Han Mingxi touched her own face and asked hesitantly, "You don’t intend to stick my face on yours"

The young man grinned smugly, "Right, this nobleman thought of this plan after much deliberation. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to find a suitable face. Originally, I found that pretty boy quite good but now I think your face suits me better." Han Mingxi’s handsome features turned sinister under the moonlight. To covet his appearance as a playboy was unforgivable.

"This… wouldn’t fit," Ye Li frowned and looked at the youth’s short, scrawny face next to Han Mingxi’s perfect profile. It would be impossible for them to match up in size.

"Jun Wei!" Han Mingxi’s brows jumped as she glared at Ye Li resentfully.

The youth was clearly provoked by Ye Li’s words, and roared furiously, "What business is it of yours! I’ll make you all into living masks. Capture them all alive." The snake drivers’ faces showed their concern. It would be easy to kill these people; they just had to let the snakes bite them. These hundreds of snakes would surely do so. However, capturing them alive was more difficult since none of them were defenseless civilians. Although the snake drivers hesitated, their master’s orders could not be ignored. Thus, they blew into their short flutes again.

Boom!

A few flames suddenly burst forth. Despite the urgent whistles from the flutes, the snakes did not rush forward but stopped several feet away, hesitating. During Ye Li and Han Mingxi’s conversation with the younger tribal chief of Luo Yi tribe, Dark Three had secretly sprinkled all their snake repellents around them. Seeing that the snakes were still unresponsive to the whistles, the snake drivers blew into the flutes even more urgently. The snake swarm grew restive.

Han Mingxi raised a brow and asked Ye Li, "Does Brother Han know how to play an instrument"

Han Mingxi smiled bitterly as she replied helplessly, "I don’t know how to control snakes."

Ye Li was not here so she said, "It’s unnecessary to know how. Just need to be able to play something and use some internal energy too. Go over there and blow into the flute," pointing at the forest behind them. "Better if you can move around freely."

Han Mingxi shrugged despite not understanding Ye Li’s meaning, saying, "Alright, then." She drew out her transverse bamboo flute and jumped up onto a tree branch to start playing. The melodies carried with internal energy were not comfortable to hear, at least for those without much internal energy like Ye Li. Han Mingxi stood on the branch and changed direction while she played as easily as walking on flat ground. This made Ye Li feel envious.

Gradually, the snake drivers became alarmed as they noticed that the snakes seemed to be no longer under their control. The front snakes were even beginning to crawl back. The snake drivers blew into their flutes even more urgently but since they weren’t proficient in martial arts and had only average internal energy, they couldn’t compete with Han Mingxi’s flute sounds which gradually drowned out their urgent, piercing whistles. A sickly young scholar seemed to understand something as he flew over to a tree branch too, plucking a leaf from it to blow into. The snakes around Ye Li and the others finally began retreating.

"What’s going on!" The youth screamed in alarm. Several snake drivers’ faces turned pale and they stepped back but still didn’t stop blowing into their flutes. However, more snakes slowly dispersed away from them.

Ye Li stood by the fire and sneered coolly. Snakes feared cinnabar, snake repellents, stimulating substances, and fire as part of their nature. Snake drivers were supposed to control snakes with whistles but since snakes had almost no sense of hearing, they relied on sensing air vibrations instead. The so-called "snake-driving flute sounds" merely trained the snakes to become accustomed to a certain vibration pattern. Once that pattern was disrupted, the snake swarm would not be controlled and would prefer going elsewhere rather than dealing with their hated snake venom or fire.

"Ah ah… No!" Some of the snakes began crawling back toward the youth as well. It was clear that there were also some repellent on him since they didn’t bite but he still shrank in fear. Dark Three asked in puzzlement, "Do people from Nanjiang fear snakes"

Ye Li shrugged and laughed, “There are always exceptions.”

The Master of the Liang Family wiped sweat off his face as he smiled, “Thank goodness for Mister Chu’s suggestion. It actually worked to drive away these snakes.

Ye Li frowned slightly, still anxious inside. If they let all these venomous snakes escape, it would be a trouble for passersby. She glanced at the flustered youth and her clear eyes narrowed. She ordered Dark Three, “Kill him!”

Dark Three never questioned Ye Li’s orders when she was serious. The moment Ye Li spoke, he unsheathed his sword and leaped into the air like an arrow toward that young man. He was already in a panic and when he saw Dark Three’s sword heading straight for him, he froze dumbly without even trying to dodge — staring at the arrow coming at him.

"Hold back!" A booming voice rang out from the woods.k Why didn't you order his arrest!" Mo Jingqi was shocked and shouted angrily. But as soon as he finished shouting, another bout of violent coughing followed. Seeing Mo Jingqi's pained face turning pa...