402: Chapter 322 402: Chapter 322 Women love beauty in any environment, which means there are no ugly women, only lazy ones.
Even though Bian Shasha’s bodily changes weren’t important, she worried about gaining weight, perhaps due to the innate love of beauty in women.
“Woman, this is giraffe meat for replenishment, perfect for the two of us.”
Be careful not to get fat from eating too much.” Bian Shasha glared at the dark-skinned man.
Having spent time together, she was no longer afraid of him and flirted with him as if they were a married couple.
The dark-skinned man grinned at Bian Shasha’s glare, feeling very much at ease as if she were batting her eyelashes at him with unlimited charm.
In front of this woman, he felt like a lion, with even her feisty nature subdued in his embrace, a source of pride for a man.
“Be careful you don’t eat yourself to death, too much and even a nosebleed could kill you!”
“Heh, I’m replenishing my figure with a matching figure.”
The dark-skinned man not only grilled meat but also cooked a pot of meat soup, just as he’d mentioned before—eating a delicious meal, then going hunting.
That’s precisely where he planned to go, to the habitat of the giraffes.
He would gather there periodically, specifically to ambush those lone giraffes.
Encountering large herds was beyond his capabilities—not due to a lack of strength, but because these animals were poisonous.
While he possessed the ability to spit poison himself, he wasn’t immune to all toxins.
It wasn’t wise to fight poison with poison; his poison and the giraffe’s were antagonistic.
One slip-up and you might die in the Boundless Forest without even realizing it.
He didn’t want to meet such an untimely end.
Nowadays, these joyful days were exactly what he needed, regardless of future retributions or potential bad luck.
What mattered was enjoying today’s happiness, and in the solitary days within the Boundless Forest, as long as he was happy and free in the extended days of Cultivation.
The outside world’s prosperity seemed unrelated to him, for he knew his own strength.
Maybe he could hold his own here, but outside he was nothing.
Bian Shasha seemed resigned, no longer resisting the man before her.
Perhaps like some other women, at first, she might have been fearful of unfamiliar men.
she accepted the marriage, like those who marry blindly, enduring it regardless of how the partner turned out.
Once Bian Shasha let go of her resistance, she began to cheer up.
Martial World daughters aren’t that pretentious.
Though a prized daughter, as a cultivator, she wouldn’t be dressed up for marriage like those sheltered daughters.
She, who had no relatives’ blessings, no dowry for her wedding, dreamed of marrying Prince Charming.
Once resigned, her heart opened up.
Bian Shasha treated this rich breakfast as a wedding feast, without bridal attire, and the man before her gave her nothing.
“Let’s go, it’s about time to go.”
After they had eaten their fill, the dark-skinned man declared, and the woman’s obedient demeanor was yet another sight to behold.
Bian Shasha stood up, changed her clothes, and touched up her makeup, knowing she might encounter her sect members.
She didn’t want to let others see her dejected appearance and be a subject of ridicule, thinking of taking out her Flying Artifact.
The dark-skinned man’s attitude towards Bian Shasha seemed to have softened, showing a bit more care than before.
His behavior implied a night’s partnership had made him cherish her.
Bian Shasha obediently nodded and let the dark-skinned man take her hand as they flew into the sky, still unaware of his name.
The man didn’t seem to mind either, having never introduced himself to her.
They were like a matched pair; names were just a formality, and neither had introduced themselves to the other.
This was the most ludicrous couple, at least that’s what Bian Shasha thought.
The man only called her “woman,” and she dubbed him “bad man.”
From the clear skies into the sun’s high reach, they flew for a while, as if entering another space where only mist existed.
Forget sunshine; you couldn’t even see a few yards ahead.
Bian Shasha had heard of this place and seen it on maps.
The foggy areas marked the location of her mission.
If this man hadn’t brought her here, she never would have found it.
Unsure of her companions’ whereabouts, she only heard the giraffes’ sounds and a voice calling “Shasha.”
The dark-skinned man paused only briefly before starting their descent with Bian Shasha in tow.
“Roar, woman, you didn’t expect this!
Your companions are here.”
The dark-skinned man found it amusing.
Those people tried to escape his grasp, only to end up here, right where he could find them again.
They’re here too?” Bian Shasha was taken aback, eager to see them yet reluctant for them to see her after…
she was too ashamed to face them.
It would be obvious to anyone; falling into a man’s clutches unless the man was noble, which was most unlikely.
The daughters of the Martial World might not take this seriously, but as a woman, she still hoped to meet her Prince Charming.
“Yes, do you want to see them?
You wouldn’t have guessed they’d be bold enough to hunt giraffes here.”
“Oh, are giraffes easy to hunt?”
“You’re wrong to think that.
Not only are giraffes poisonous, but the most formidable ones have tier three poison.
How could your mediocre companions hunt giraffes?
It’d be a miracle if they aren’t killed by the herd.”