In the tent, only Ye Huangyu and Nie Fengxing remained.

Ye Huangyu awkwardly lowered his head, staring at his toes, waiting for what he expected would be a barrage of scolding.

"All this fighting and bickering, what an undignified spectacle," Nie Fengxing said solemnly, yet without the anticipated reprimand.

That's it?

Ye Huangyu was still a bit surprised. When he looked up again, he only saw the back of Nie Fengxing's head.

As Nie Fengxing stepped out of the tent, he paused for a moment outside.

He remembered, a few nights ago, waking up in the middle of the night to find Ye Huang, his personal attendant, curled up on the ground.

It was very cold. Seeing Ye Huang's body trembling slightly, he frowned and eventually couldn't resist walking over and picking him up.

In the moment he picked up Ye Huang, Nie Fengxing was quite astonished. Ye Huang's body was very light, light as though he were a woman.

Seemingly feeling someone holding him, Ye Huang murmured in his sleep, uttering a sentence that roughly meant:

"Ling Yue, I will become stronger, I will protect you."

The Ling Yue mentioned by Ye Huang must be this Princess Ye; she was the reason Ye Huang came to the Northwest Army camp.

Remembering how Ye Huang laughed so freely just now, it was an expression Nie Fengxing had never seen before.

Ye Huang must "like" Princess Ye; the two of them have been childhood friends. It's a pity that she has now become a Commandery Princess of Daxia, and Ye Huang has been desperately accumulating merits these days to be worthy of her.

With Nie Fengxing's simple mind, he had quickly sketched out an entire story in his head.

The thought that one day Ye Huang would become a General, get married... made Nie Fengxing's heart sour.

Suddenly, Nie Fengxing felt that he didn't want to take Ye Huang to Qi City.

But he didn't want to see Ye Huang upset; he hoped to always see Ye Huang's face adorned with that happy and relaxed smile.

"Why am I having these thoughts?" Nie Fengxing was startled.

Could it be that he felt towards Ye Huang... No, that was absolutely impossible. Nie Fengxing shook his head vigorously, frightened by this terrifying thought.

He seemed to have developed feelings for Ye Huang, to have fallen for a man?

The Tiger Wolf General Nie Fengxing was suddenly in disarray.

Similarly, at this moment, Ye Lingyue was also in a state of disarray.

She never imagined that the person who came to find her would be "him"!

"You've got some nerve."

The man's lazy yet wicked voice had just arrived when Ye Lingyue felt a tight grip around her waist, and the next moment, she found herself falling into a blazing chest.

The man's chin pressed against her forehead, his fingers pinched her chin and lifted it up, and an overwhelming masculine aura instantly enveloped Ye Lingyue.

In her eyes, the cold, golden mask of Wu Zhong was reflected.

A punitive kiss, utterly aggressive.

Unable to push away the man's chest which was like a wall, Ye Lingyue bit back fiercely in retaliation. The taste of fresh blood immediately filled both of their mouths.

But Wu Zhong still did not let go. The blood mixed with the saliva, his tongue cunning like a clever little snake, skillfully avoiding her teeth and plundering her completely.

It was only upon Lan Cai'er's cry of shock that Wu Zhong finally let go of Ye Lingyue.

This kiss was his way of retaliating against Ye Lingyue for making him worry the entire night.

He was almost going mad, nearly turning Black Valley inside out, but this woman had the nerve to stroll out of Black Valley with a carefree face.

"Madman!" Ye Lingyue rubbed her lips forcefully, wishing she could have rubbed off a layer of skin.

"Ghost Emperor Wu Chong." Lan Cai'er pointed with trembling fingers, her eyes bulging like a goldfish.

The golden mask imparted an awe-inspiring presence without anger, and just by standing there, Ghost Emperor Wu Chong, who could intimidate countless people, had actually kissed Ye Lingyue.

No!

He took liberties with Ling Yue.

Ling Yue really knew Ghost Emperor Wu Chong. Where had Feng Xun run off to?

What to do now? She had really liked Feng Xun, but if his rival turned out to be Wu Zhong, then even ten Feng Xuns would be instantly crushed into dust.

The Feng Residence might be rich, but in front of the Underworld Yama Palace, that's all just fleeting clouds.

Suddenly, Lan Cai'er felt her brain was inadequate.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Lingyue, seeing this demon-like man, was both angry and annoyed.

"I have good virtues. I found something and am returning it to its owner." Saying so, he lifted his hand with extreme disgust, pinching something between two fingers and casually tossing it; the object landed in Ye Lingyue's arms.

Ye Lingyue looked closely and saw that it was Little Wuya in her arms. The little thing should have been staying in camp, so how come after one night of not seeing it, it had turned into this pitiful teary-eyed creature with deep grievances.

"Chirp chirp~" Little Wuya saw Ye Lingyue and instantly burst into tears.

This man was too horrible; he had finally agreed to release it.

"Zhiyo!!" Little Zhiyo, upon seeing Little Wuya's wronged appearance, glared furiously at Wu Zhong.

This damn Wu Zhong, he dared to bully its wife!

Little did it know that a glare from Wu Zhong made Little Zhiyo, originally full of righteous indignation and wishing to tear Wu Zhong into seven or eight pieces, immediately deflate.

Little Zhiyo and Little Wuya, with eyes brimming with tears, huddled together, sobbing their hearts out.

Little Wuya chirped nonstop, internally mourning that it had been kidnapped by that man.

He had also threatened it, saying that if it told the boss about his true identity, he would force Little Wuya to eat disgusting fat worms.

The nightmare expression on Little Wuya's face, upon recalling Wu Zhong brandishing a plump, shiny golden worm and threatening it, made all its feathers stand on end.

Their boss never fed them insects like that.

As the infamous spiritual insect, the Gu Jin Silkworm of the mainland, if it knew it was being described as a fat worm, it would surely die of shame.

A nightmare – Wu Zhong, this man, had unanimously become their nightmare, as voted by Little Zhiyo and Little Wuya.

"If you're returning something to its owner, what's with the touching!" So he had picked up Little Wuya. Ye Lingyue's expression eased a bit, and looking at Wu Zhong's golden mask, she even found it a little more pleasing to the eye. But recalling his previous impropriety, the fury within her blazed anew.

This was the temporary campsite of the Tiger Wolf Army, with over a dozen pairs of eyes watching. Her reputation would be ruined sooner or later by this scoundrel Wu Zhong.

"Compensation." Wu Zhong took a few glances at Ye Lingyue, confirmed she was unharmed, then his gaze fell to her swollen lips, and he let out a wicked smile.

"Vulgar." Ye Lingyue, feeling agitated, couldn't be bothered to pay Wu Zhong any more attention. Dragging a stupefied Lan Cai'er, she left Wu Zhong alone and ran into the tent.

Not long after Ye Lingyue and Lan Cai'er had left, Sword Slave walked out from the side.

Seeing Wu Zhong, Sword Slave hesitated, then after a moment, called out tentatively.

"Prince?"

"I am not that trash from the Feng Residence." Wu Zhong furrowed his brows and glared fiercely at Sword Slave.