Chapter 35

Convenience is truly a big issue.

Upon hearing Min Ruoxi's voice, which was tinged with sobs, a mix of anger, embarrassment, and urgency, Qin Feng was instantly petrified.

An uncouth soldier and a young, beautiful girl in the prime of her youth—such a situation, who would have thought about it unless it actually happened? But now that it had, how to handle it became a major problem.

Qin Feng hesitated for a long time. Even if he were as carefree as ever, he knew this was not an easy matter. Not to mention the nobility of the other party, the fact that she was still a young lady was enough to make him back off.

After a long while of being stunned, under the firelight, he saw Min Ruoxi's face, which was somewhat distorted, and knew that she was at the brink of her endurance. It was clear that if she could bear it any longer, she would not have said such things to a man who was still a stranger to her just a short while ago.

"Your Highness, let me help you!" Saying this through gritted teeth, Qin Feng felt his eyelids twitching violently. The problem had to be solved eventually. When nature calls, there is no way around it. Even a grandmaster would need to excrete waste from his body. If he delayed any longer, she might soil herself, and then he would have to deal with the mess, which would be even more troublesome.

After thinking it through, Qin Feng strode over, first lifting Min Ruoxi, then squatting behind her, extending his hands, and directly lifting her up.

"Put out the fire," Min Ruoxi's body temperature rose again, her face flushed red, and her head weakly leaned against Qin Feng's chest as she sobbed.

Qin Feng couldn't help but smile. Whether there was a fire or not, what difference did it make? Wasn't this like taking off your pants to fart, an unnecessary step? At this moment, she shouldn't be afraid of the dark, right? But he understood that for an unmarried woman, this was an extremely embarrassing situation, and even a common woman would find it hard to accept, let alone someone like Min Ruoxi.

Freeing one hand, he punched the fire, and the wind from his punch seemed to press the fire inward, causing the flames to retract and a wisp of smoke to rise, plunging the cave back into darkness.

"Forgive me, Your Highness." Qin Feng whispered as he reached out to fumble with the waistband of her pants. For someone like the monk in the death squad, who was an expert in such matters, this would be a piece of cake, even in the dark. Even in his sleep, that guy could probably find the target accurately. But for Qin Feng, a soldier who had seen few women in his life, this was a big challenge. He fumbled for a long time without success, breaking out in a sweat.

Min Ruoxi was truly desperate. If she ended up soiling herself, she would be furious. In a fit of desperation, she could only use her mouth to guide this smelly man.

In her heart, Qin Feng had already been upgraded from an uncouth soldier to a smelly man.

"A little forward!"

"Left, left, oh no, wrong, down, down, there's a buckle."

Under Min Ruoxi's guidance, Qin Feng finally found the key. The belt was undone, the pants were pulled down, and his rough hands touched her cold skin, causing his body to shudder, and goosebumps to rise all over. The touch also seemed to make her body tremble.

Maintaining this posture, hearing the sound of her relieving herself, Qin Feng suddenly remembered the scenes he sometimes saw in the market where women helped their children urinate. Now, wasn't he doing the same?

A short time felt like a long, awkward night. The two, now embarrassed, finally finished the task. Qin Feng helped Min Ruoxi dress and resettled her, then silently dealt with the aftermath. Min Ruoxi seemed to be asleep, but Qin Feng knew she was just pretending, as her breathing was clearly different from that of someone who was truly asleep.

The fire was not relit. For the two of them, the light would be an extremely awkward thing. It was better not to see each other at this moment.

Qin Feng also felt uncomfortable staying there. After thinking for a moment, he picked up his knife, walked to the cave entrance, and sat down, blocking the only entrance with his body.

Suddenly, Min Ruoxi's sobs echoed from inside the cave, and the sound seemed to indicate that she was truly heartbroken.

Not knowing how to console her, even though Qin Feng was not good with emotions, he knew that for an unmarried young woman, this was indeed a difficult thing to face.

"Don't cry!" After a while, he finally turned his head, "In an emergency, we have to do what we must. This isn't something we can avoid. Once I escort you back to the capital, I will return here. By then, we will be separated by thousands of miles, and we can both forget about this. I will keep it to myself, as if it never happened, okay?"

He might as well have not said anything. His words only made Min Ruoxi cry even harder. She had been sobbing, but now she was wailing.

How could she pretend it never happened? Her noble, pure body had been held, carried, and touched by this smelly man, and now even such an embarrassing matter had been resolved with his help. Could she forget it just like that? Could he forget it, but could she?

Sadness,委屈, and anger erupted in Min Ruoxi's heart. Unfortunately, she couldn't move a finger, and could only use her tears to vent all her negative emotions.

Qin Feng looked back at the模糊 figure of the woman lying on the ground, feeling extremely frustrated. Consoling women was never his strong suit.

"After I send her to the capital, will she turn around and deny everything, and kill me to cover it up?" Qin Feng suddenly had this thought.

He was overthinking. Whether they could escape this situation was still uncertain. This deep forest might be his final resting place. Even if she wanted to cover it up, it might not be her turn to do so. If they really managed to escape, he would consider this problem then.

While Qin Feng was at a loss facing Min Ruoxi's wailing, in another part of the forest, two other men were also lying on the ground, panting heavily. A few dozen meters away, under a large tree, Zuo Lixing sat with his back against the tree, his eyes wide open, but he was already dead.

A grandmaster had finally met his end here.

Deng Pu felt all his strength leave him. The wave of fatigue that washed over him made him want to sleep for days. But seeing Shuhui not far from him, his alertness made him force himself to stay awake. Although the two had just fought with all their might against the dying Zuo Lixing, Deng Pu still maintained a high level of caution towards this mysterious man.

Of Zuo Lixing's attacks, six or seven out of ten were aimed at Shuhui. Shuhui, who was fully engaged, also demonstrated his level. In Deng Pu's eyes, this man was only at the eighth level, but his movements were strange and unpredictable, allowing him to perform at a level close to the ninth.

Who is he? Where is he from? A person like this should not be unknown, but Deng Pu could not find even a trace of him in his mind.

Is he dead? If so, that would be great.

But to Deng Pu's disappointment, as he struggled to sit up, he noticed that the man on the ground was also beginning to move. His killing intent rose, and his hand involuntarily reached for the short spear at his side. This spear, made of refined steel, had been bent by Zuo Lixing in the struggle.

"Are you going to kill me?" A voice came, making Deng Pu's heart skip a beat. "I advise you not to move." Shuhui struggled to sit up, and seeing what he held in his hand, Deng Pu truly dared not move. In Shuhui's hand was a small iron tube, which was pointed at him.

"Earlier, this thing shot a needle at Zuo Lixing, and even he couldn't avoid it. Do you think you can?" Shuhui chuckled, sitting cross-legged, and watched as Deng Pu dropped the iron spear head, nodding in satisfaction. He then turned to look at Zuo Lixing's body, "What a pity, killing a grandmaster, but I can't publicize it. I can only secretly gloat to myself. It's like wearing fine clothes at night!"

"He's not someone we can kill. If he hadn't been injured, and you hadn't ambushed him, the two of us together wouldn't have been enough to take him down."

"So what? Now he's the one lying on the ground, and we are still alive. The final blow was still delivered by us, wasn't it?" Shuhui laughed, "General Deng, are you going to continue chasing Princess Zhao Hua?"

Deng Pu was silent for a moment, "Of course, but it's been almost a day. Qin Feng, who is protecting her, is experienced and formidable. Whether I can catch up with them, I can only do my best and leave the rest to fate."

"No problem, I still have subordinates tracking them. The Luoying Mountains can't be crossed in a few days, so you still have time."

"Who are you?" Deng Pu couldn't help but ask.

"Does it matter who I am? What matters is that I am now your friend and am willing to help you."

"I don't need a friend like you, and you can't be my friend." Deng Pu slowly got up, his body slowly retreating into the forest, "My affairs don't need your interference."

Watching Deng Pu disappear into the darkness, the smile on Shuhui's face slowly faded, "Do you think this is enough? You're thinking too simply. Whether you exist or not doesn't matter. What matters is that I need you to keep chasing Princess Zhao Hua!"

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