An Ning was awakened by the fighting outside. Just as she was about to get out of bed, she heard someone speak from beside her, "Wen Yuxi can handle it."
"Who are you..." An Ning asked.
"Gui..."
An Ning slapped out. "Indecent!"
The door was kicked open, and Wen Yuxi walked in, carrying a man in each hand. He said, "Who's being indecent to you? Tell big brother, big brother will..."
In the dim candlelight from outside, Wen Yuxi saw someone covering their face, looking incredulous.
After a pause, Wen Yuxi chuckled, "Little Ning Ning, you actually hit Gui Ning's face."
An Ning froze. She turned and saw that it was indeed Gui Ning sitting at the foot of the bed.
Did she… did she really slap Gui Ning?
How could she possibly have hit him?
A powerful pressure emanated from him, making the surrounding air feel thinner, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Gui Ning stood up, his voice chilling, "Are these the two?"
Wen Yuxi nodded. "They wanted to steal my money. I'm afraid it's because Little Ning Ning spent too much money during the day, attracting attention."
Before he finished speaking, Gui Ning dragged one person away, and soon the courtyard was filled with wailing and pleas for mercy.
Wen Yuxi twitched his lips. "It's good for him to vent a little."
An Ning blinked her eyes. It was obvious to everyone that Gui Ning was taking his anger out on those two.
The next day, at the Prefect's mansion guarding Xue Ling Pass, a servant opened the main gate to find two bound individuals kneeling in the cold wind, trembling. One servant stepped forward and saw a letter tied to their bodies.
The servant quickly presented it to the Prefect. Upon seeing the signature on the letter, the Prefect was so terrified he almost fell to his knees. He immediately ordered the two to be taken to prison and to be tried at a later date.
After resting for a night, they continued their journey the next day. However, An Ning noticed that Gui Ning was not in the carriage. She didn't ask Wen Yuxi, clearly understanding that Gui Ning was angry about the slap last night.
As the saying goes, never hit someone in the face.
She hadn't done it on purpose; she had thought it was some lecherous fellow.
Xue Ling Pass was vast, and they had not exited it before dark, but they were getting closer to the pass.
However, this was an uninhabited area, so they had to stay there for the night.
An Ning felt indifferent. Although it wasn't as comfortable as an inn, traveling always involved such uncertainties.
The bonfire burned brighter and brighter. An Ning was eating the steamed buns she had bought in Xue Ling Pass that morning and drinking the water Wen Yuxi had just boiled. Wen Yuxi suddenly asked, "Do you have any regrets?"
An Ning looked up. Wen Yuxi's expression in the firelight was serious, unlike his usual flippant demeanor. She shook her head, "No regrets. I like this state of being. At least, this is what I have experienced. If that day comes, all of this will be my memory, not hers."
Wen Yuxi was silent for a moment, then said, "Eventually, your memories will also fade as they merge into her body."
"So what? At least I'm enjoying the process now. The outcome is beyond my control. Wen Yuxi, everyone should live for themselves at least once."
"Even if you know the outcome?" Wen Yuxi asked.
"Yes. Without living life to the fullest, you wouldn't have this journey. At least I have it, and that's enough."
Where in life is everything always as one wishes?
Where in life is there constant happiness?
"An Ning, live your life to the fullest." Wen Yuxi looked at the girl before him, speaking so seriously for the first time.
An Ning looked up at the starry sky and said, "I will. I will live my life to the fullest, just for myself."
Suddenly, Wen Yuxi's gaze deepened. He said in a low voice, "An Ning, come to my side."
An Ning did not refuse and sat down beside Wen Yuxi.
Wen Yuxi placed the firewood he was holding into the fire, and the flames grew even brighter.
An Ning looked up and was startled by what she saw. In the woods, there were pairs of glowing green eyes.
Those were the eyes of wild beasts.
An Ning inwardly cried out that something was wrong; they had encountered a wolf pack.
Wen Yuxi suddenly threw a branch in his hand toward a certain spot. A muffled groan was heard, followed by sounds.
Then, a rapid voice could be heard as the glowing wolves began to move towards them.
They say wolves fear fire, but the wolf pack before them seemed completely unafraid of the flames.
Wen Yuxi whispered, "These are wolves controlled by someone; they are not afraid of fire."
An Ning did not let go of the torch. Wen Yuxi reached behind him and said, "Give me your hand, and don't leave my side."
"Mo Yuan..." An Ning whispered, and Mo Yuan appeared before her.
Wen Yuxi twitched his lips; he had forgotten that An Ning had Mo Yuan with her.
"Protect An Ning well," Wen Yuxi said, then moved towards the wolf pack.
There were assassins from Qian Jin Tower all over the world, but no one had ever seen the楼主 of Qian Jin Tower make a move.
An Ning had only heard that the former Empress of Huangze, Feng Yin, was legendary, and once Feng Yin appeared, rivers of blood would flow.
It was said that Feng Yin could fight a hundred men alone, but having witnessed Wen Yuxi's actions, one could completely disregard Feng Yin.
Everywhere he went, there were only remains.
Wen Yuxi stood on the wolf corpses, which were torn to pieces everywhere. The wolf blood had stained his purple-blue robe with patterns of blood flowers.
His eyes were now covered in blood, exuding an eerie glow.
Suddenly, the bloody gaze shot out a cold, sinister light towards a certain spot, and soon a person was flung out from within.
The person landed heavily on the ground, spitting blood. As he tried to get up, Wen Yuxi stomped him back to the ground and, leaning over, asked coldly, "Who sent you?"
The man gritted his teeth, unwilling to utter a single word.
"You know Qian Jin Tower? As Wen Yuxi, the楼主 of Qian Jin Tower, I have countless ways to make you wish you were dead. Shall we try the first one?"
Saying that, he took a medicine bottle from his waist, opened it, and sniffed. He seemed to enjoy it. "After taking this medicine, you'll feel as if small insects are crawling all over your body, nibbling at your flesh bit by bit, gnawing at your bones, and drinking your blood, but it won't kill you. After a month, nothing will be left of you..."
He then took out a second medicine bottle and said, "After taking this, it will slowly pull out your tendons, one by one, and sever them bit by bit. The taste of that will be unforgettable for a lifetime..."
"The third way..."
Wen Yuxi produced over ten types of methods, large and small.
An Ning could not imagine how Wen Yuxi managed to fit so many medicine bottles on himself.
"No, enough! I'll talk, I'll talk..." the person under Wen Yuxi's foot pleaded.
"Who?" Wen Yuxi asked coldly.
"It... it's Xi..." Before the person could finish, an arrow shot out, piercing through his mouth.
Wen Yuxi was stunned. The fact that this person could shoot and kill someone from his grasp was truly formidable.