"Oh god, where is this place now?" Lan Yan couldn't help but grumble. As soon as she finished speaking, the black-armored soldier beside her lunged at her. She instinctively raised the sword in her hand and stabbed the soldier's shoulder.
Then she kicked, sending the soldier flying a considerable distance.
"Almost lost my life," she muttered, surveying her surroundings. Soldiers in black and red armor were locked in combat, and her own cloak was red.
Meanwhile, a round-faced female soldier on her right turned, asking urgently, "General, are you alright?"
Lan Yan's mind went blank. General? She quickly recalled the plot. The original host was the Yan Dynasty's sole female general, currently attacking the imperial capital of the Ying Kingdom. This was the final battle.
With that thought, she looked at the female soldier who had just spoken, the original host's副将 Ruan Yuan, and replied, "I am unharmed. Following the previously devised strategy, kill the enemy."
"Yes, General!" Ruan Yuan shouted loudly and charged forward.
Lan Yan breathed half a sigh of relief, the other half remaining due to being on a battlefield. She raised the sword in her hand, fended off the black-armored soldier in front of her, and attacked the foremost general directly.
With Ruan Yuan clearing a path for her, her sword was soon at the Ying Kingdom general's neck. She shouted to everyone, "Soldiers of the Ying Kingdom, your general has been captured. Lay down your weapons!"
The Ying Kingdom soldiers exchanged glances. They had long heard of the Yan Dynasty's female general's formidable reputation and fearfully placed their weapons on the ground. Some even cried out, "Please spare our lives, General."
Ruan Yuan also walked over and asked respectfully, "General, shall we kill them all as usual?" She lowered her head, remembering that the general always killed all captives after winning a battle.
"Temporarily imprison these soldiers, and this general as well," Lan Yan said. She disliked war. Their differing positions were all there was between them, and these soldiers were merely following orders.
She finished speaking in one breath, finally relaxing the tension in her chest. Then she suddenly remembered something. Where was the mission target, Jun Yelan?
She couldn't help but ask Ruan Yuan, "Are there any others?"
Ruan Yuan blinked, recalling the report from the soldiers about a room. "General, there's a room ahead. It seems there's someone inside, but the soldiers don't dare to enter."
"Take this General there," Lan Yan instructed Ruan Yuan to lead the way. Upon arrival, she finally understood why no one dared to enter.
White silk streamers hung all around the house, and the lanterns at the entrance were also white. The house was shrouded by surrounding trees, making it appear even more sinister.
Lan Yan couldn't help but shiver. What sort of ghastly place was this! She scanned the area, seeing the fearful soldiers. She cleared her throat and said, "I will go in alone. Do not follow me."
After all, no one dared to anyway.
So, she strode forward, pushed open the dilapidated door before her, and entered the dark room.
Outside, the sun shone brightly, but there was not a speck of light within the room.
Lan Yan lit a fire starter and discovered that the windows of the room were all sealed, explaining why it was so dark.
She had no choice but to rely on the light of the fire starter, moving slowly forward, mumbling, "I'm not scared. There's definitely nothing here."
Suddenly, a faint sound emanated from within the room. The hairs on her entire body stood on end. She shone the fire starter forward and saw a seated figure ahead.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed, startled. The fire starter slipped from her hand and rolled onto the ground, her heart pounding in her chest.
The figure remained still, as if it hadn't even noticed her presence.
Lan Yan gripped the sword at her waist, picked up the fallen fire starter, and shone it at the figure again. Then she froze. Before her sat a man dressed entirely in white, wearing white clothes and with white hair.
The man turned his head, his deep eyes fixing on her.
Lan Yan's pupils constricted sharply. The man's face was as beautiful as jade, with chiseled features and a pair of phoenix eyes. At this moment, his eyes were devoid of any color, merely gazing at her without any emotion.
A thought arose in her mind: this must be Jun Yelan, the priest of the Ying Kingdom. She hadn't expected to meet Jun Yelan like this. Now, she could only press forward and tentatively take a step.
Jun Yelan continued to stare at her, motionless.
The sweat on Lan Yan's forehead was about to trickle down. She took a deep breath, reminding herself that she was a battle-hardened quick transmigration expert and had nothing to fear. She coughed and spoke, "I am Lan Yan, a general of the Yan Dynasty. Who are you?"
The original host did not know Jun Yelan.
Jun Yelan remained completely expressionless. His white hair cascaded down his back, making him appear even more aloof, as if he were not of this world.
Lan Yan felt like crying but held back. Now, she could only rely on herself. Seeing that Jun Yelan made no move, she slowly approached him, coming to his side.
Just as she was about to speak, Jun Yelan suddenly moved, grabbing her arm. She felt pain in her arm; Jun Yelan was biting her!
Jun Yelan lowered his head and bit Lan Yan's arm through her clothes.
Lan Yan's eyes reddened. What was wrong with this person? He bit her without saying a word.
Acting responsibly towards her mission target, she didn't draw her sword to strike him. Instead, she placed a hand on Jun Yelan's shoulder, trying to pull her arm free.
But Jun Yelan held on with both hands, his teeth biting deeper.
Lan Yan exerted more force and suddenly pushed him. Jun Yelan fell to the ground, his head hitting the nearby wall. She was stunned, not expecting the original host to possess such strength. She exclaimed, "I didn't mean to."
Jun Yelan, however, seemed unfazed by the pain. He stood up and then deliberately slammed his head against the wall.
With a bang, Lan Yan reacted sharply. She hugged Jun Yelan's waist from behind, dragging him aside. "You can't bite people, so you bang your head against the wall!"
As she spoke, she felt Jun Yelan in her arms pause, then continue to struggle.
Heaven above, what kind of mission target was this? He seemed completely deranged.
The commotion inside the room attracted people from outside. Ruan Yuan walked in, was also stunned by the scene, and shouted, "General, is this captive hurting you? I'll kill him!"
"Wait," Lan Yan raised her hand. "He's just stimulated. He's not hurting me. Go call a military doctor to wait; I'll be out soon." She couldn't let Jun Yelan be in danger now.
After Ruan Yuan left, she saw that Jun Yelan's commotion had subsided. She called out, "Alright, I'll let go of you, but you have to promise me you won't self-harm."
The person in her arms didn't reply, and she couldn't see Jun Yelan's expression. She slowly released him.
It was then she realized she had been too close to Jun Yelan just now. It was all his fault for acting so strangely.
She sighed and said, "It's not safe here. I'll take you out." She needed to find a military doctor quickly to examine Jun Yelan; she hoped nothing was seriously wrong.
After she turned away, Jun Yelan's gaze became fierce, like a sharp blade fixed on Lan Yan's retreating back.