The sensation of weightlessness beneath her feet caused Ye Lingyue a moment of panic, forcing her to wrap her arms around Feng Xun.

When Feng Xun realized what he had just done, he was dumbfounded like a wooden chicken, his handsome face full of apologies.

The air seemed to freeze all at once, with Ye Lingyue's face flushing red.

His expression was almost pleading, as if Ye Lingyue were a fragile piece of porcelain.

"Ling Yue, I..."

Feng Xun lowered his gaze, his fan-like eyelashes quivering slightly...

"Damn it..." Feng Xun slapped himself hard on the cheek, leaving the print of five fingers on one side of his face.

"If you like her, why not tell her," a voice from within his body sneered coldly.

"Shut up, Ling Yue is not just any woman, I can't touch her, I will harm her," Feng Xun said bitterly.

"If you don't dare to touch her, then leave her to me. Sooner or later, she will be my woman," the man mocked.

"If you dare, if you dare lay a finger on Ling Yue, even if it means we both perish, I will not let you go," Feng Xun's eyes reddened.

That voice never sounded again.

Feng Xun stood in the jungle all night until dawn, then he trudged back to camp with stiff steps.

When Ye Lingyue returned to the camp she shared with Lan Cai'er, Lan Cai'er approached her with curiosity.

"How did it go? Did you give that Xue Hongyu a good lesson?" Lan Cai'er was all too familiar with Ye Lingyue's temper, it really served Xue Hongyu right for provoking Ye Lingyue.

"Feng Xun has already taught her a lesson; you'll find out tomorrow morning." Ye Lingyue said, then lay down silently.

"Hey, Ling Yue, why is your face so hot, you're not having a fever, are you? And how did it become Feng Xun teaching Xue Hongyu a lesson? Don't tell me that shameless woman threw herself at him in the middle of the night?" Lan Cai'er's gossiping spirit flared up.

All night long, she didn't stop, digging for information next to Ye Lingyue's ear until dawn began to break, and Ye Lingyue fell asleep.

Yet in sleep, she dreamed of Feng Xun.

In the dream, Feng Xun's face transformed into a golden mask.

"Little Yueyue, remember, only I am allowed to savor your taste."

Ye Lingyue suddenly sat up.

In the dream, the faces of Feng Xun and Wu Zhong overlapped.

In the tent, Lan Cai'er was nowhere to be seen.

The sound of a woman crying and the influx of hurried footsteps stirred up the campsite in the early morning.

The people of the caravan and members of the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps all gathered around a certain tent.

Captain Xue, as if struck by lightning, stood outside the tent.

In the morning, as he had agreed early on with his daughter Xue Hongyu, he went to Feng Xun's tent, intending to catch him in the act and force Feng Xun to marry Xue Hongyu.

But upon opening the tent, he saw Xue Hongyu and the Sword Slave together.

When Xue Hongyu woke up, she cried and made a fuss, alerting the entire camp.

When Ye Lingyue rushed over, Feng Xun and Boss Feng were both standing among the crowd, with Boss Feng looking back and forth between the stern-faced Feng Xun and the helpless Sword Slave, feeling overwhelmed.

"He defiled me." Xue Hongyu had recognized the Sword Slave when she entered the tent last night, it was just too bad that by then she had also inhaled some drug, and not long after, she lost consciousness.

After realizing it was not Feng Xun when she woke up, she bitterly regretted it, and now firmly accused the Sword Slave of using force.

"I... I didn't, I was sleeping well in the tent last night, Miss Xue... she's the one who crawled in," the Sword Slave also looked wronged.

"What nonsense are you talking about, do you mean to say I fancied you, and went to you on my own initiative? You should take a good look at yourself, with your stupid looks, just a poor guard, I, Xue Hongyu, would have to be blind to fancy you," Xue Hongyu burst out furiously upon hearing this, jumping up like a fighting cock, pointing at the Sword Slave and cursing without care for her own appearance.

"Young Master Feng, Boss Feng, you have to stand up for Hongyu, she's an untouched lady, if Young Master Feng doesn't give us an explanation today, our Blood Blade Mercenary Corps will fight to the death and not let the Sword Slave go," Captain Xue was also visibly enraged.

"Captain Xue, let's talk nicely, harmony makes money. Look, the Sword Slave brother is not married and Miss Xue is also unmarried, so why not have Young Master Feng make a decision and let the Sword Slave marry Miss Xue," Boss Feng hastily offered with a smile.

"I'd rather die than marry a servant," Xue Hongyu almost spat blood upon hearing those words.