"This is..." He wanted to ask, where is this?
But suddenly, a small figure rushed over and covered Liang Yuening’s mouth with a hand, crouching on top of him, carefully holding her breath.
Yue Ning’s body turned rigid in an instant, his eyes bulging and his pupils rolling.
His handsome face turned pink at a visibly fast rate.
His heartbeat was incredibly fast, as if his heart would burst out of his chest.
He tried to push her away, but her strength was too great, she pinned him down, not allowing him to move.
His long eyelashes trembled, and his face felt as hot as fire, almost steaming with heat.
"The Master has an impeccable strategy, but these few rats are really good at escaping."
"Just now, a black horse that had been knocked unconscious was discovered to the east, the one stolen by the little rat."
"Without a horse to ride, they can’t get too far."
"Yeah, but that little short one is really quite something, almost as good as our Eldest Brother. She knocked out quite a few of us; they’re still lying in the camp right now."
"Let’s go, keep searching, we won’t be at ease until we catch them."
After a good while, the sound of footsteps gradually faded, and Dong Huiying finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She got up only to see Yue Ning with a flushed face.
Perplexed, she touched his forehead.
So hot, could he be coming down with a cold?
She glanced at him, saw his uncomfortable expression, and then deliberately put on a fierce face to push her hand away.
Rolling her eyes, she ’shushed’ him, gesturing to Liang Yuening not to talk, then tiptoed toward Hong Xiangjun.
Following the same method, she pried open Hong Xiangjun’s mouth and dripped the bitter juice of the grass roots into it.
Hong Xiangjun moaned, then slowly opened her eyes, her face full of impatience.
So bitter, ridiculously bitter!
Dong Huiying poked Hong Xiangjun and then waved at Liang Yuening.
Both of them had limited understanding of the current situation but still followed behind Dong Huiying, crouching and sneaking through the grass.
Dong Huiying had analyzed the terrain, and her eyes had settled on a towering tree. She made a hand gesture, indicating to climb it.
Hong Xiangjun looked at the tree, her jaw aching from biting down.
Dong Huiying nudged her, "Quickly?" she urged silently with her lips.
Hong Xiangjun awkwardly lifted her long gown. Fortunately, she was somewhat skilled, and despite the ungraceful posture, she managed to climb up.
After her, it was Liang Yuening, and then Dong Huiying followed.
The massive canopy covered the sky, growing lushly, and with the cover of nightfall, it would be difficult for anyone passing by to detect them.
The three of them continued to climb higher. Once they reached a sufficient distance from the ground, Dong Huiying looked down and quickly explained her plan to escape from the camp with the two of them.
Afterward, she said earnestly, "Black Wind Camp is the big boss of this mountain, and while we don’t know the exact number of men, just from those surrounding us when I woke up in the camp, I could roughly count more than a hundred. Then, while I was leading you two out of the camp, we encountered several groups of pursuers. Strangely, we also fell into the enemy’s ambush. It seems no matter where I ran, they could always lock onto my tracks in no time."
Hong Xiangjun was startled.
Dong Huiying stroked her chin in thought and said, "Just now, I heard people mentioning a Master. It seems that the ambushes before were also because of this Master? If that’s true, we’re dealing with a formidable person."