Her physique was special. Due to her immortal and indestructible nature, her blood possessed healing properties.
However, unless she willed it, her blood would transform into a deadly poison, claiming the lives of anyone who coveted it.
Otherwise, when she was still a weak woman, she would have long been drained of her last drop of blood by the jackals who knew her secret.
Her ability to successfully silence those people was also based on this power.
When she found Meng Fanyue, the latter was on the verge of death. If not for this ability, she might not have been saved.
Xing Yuan fed Meng Fanyue well for a period, and the flesh on her gaunt face visibly rounded out.
Meng Fanyue pinched her face. Although she had no desire to lose weight, being fat made everything inconvenient, especially when participating in operations, where a single mistake could be fatal.
But every time Xing Yuan fed her, she couldn't utter a single word of refusal.
Meng Fanyue: "It hurts, but it's also happy!"
Half a month later, Meng Fanyue pinched the soft flesh around her waist and refused Xing Yuan's feeding for the first time.
"No~ I've gotten fat."
Xing Yuan seriously examined Meng Fanyue and said solemnly, "You haven't gotten fat, you're too thin."
Meng Fanyue was about to retort when she suddenly remembered something, a sly glint flashing in her eyes.
She reached out and placed Xing Yuan's hand on her stomach, "You don't believe me? Feel it, there's flesh now."
Xing Yuan flinched as if electrocuted and withdrew her hand, pursing her lips, appearing somewhat uncomfortable.
Meng Fanyue's eyes dimmed, her gaze misted over, and she looked at Xing Yuan pitifully, her eyes seeming to hold endless grievance.
"What should I do? Sister has made me so fat, if I can't get married in the future, Sister will have to take responsibility."
Xing Yuan paused, looking at Meng Fanyue with suspicion. Was this still her aloof older sister?
She felt like these should have been her lines.
But in the end, she simply nodded quietly, softly saying, "Mm."
Her voice was not loud, but to Meng Fanyue's ears, it sounded exceptionally clear.
Meng Fanyue's eyes lit up. Now mostly recovered, she directly hugged Xing Yuan.
"It's a deal! You can't go back on your word."
Xing Yuan's eyes lingered on Meng Fanyue's hand on her waist for a few seconds before slowly moving away.
"I won't go back on my word."
Because she had come for her.
Meng Fanyue smiled broadly, patted Xing Yuan's shoulder, and cautiously tested, "Are you willing to leave with me?"
Although she appeared quite weak, Meng Fanyue didn't care. It was just that once she rejoined her team, some things wouldn't be her decision to make. She wanted to take Xing Yuan with her.
"Okay!" Xing Yuan nodded without hesitation.
The current life was something she had been experiencing for years, but an occasional adventure wouldn't hurt.
If her sister didn't have her to protect her, what if she was bullied by bad people?
Xing Yuan thought this as a matter of course, her emotions running deep, but her face remained as cold as ever.
Meng Fanyue cheered and leaned gently on Xing Yuan's shoulder, her eyes serious as she promised, "I will protect you well."
Xing Yuan nodded, her expression equally serious, "Mm. Me too."
Meng Fanyue knew her comrades wouldn't easily abandon her and were likely waiting for her news in some corner of the city, but she needed to investigate their exact location.
As soon as she could move freely, she had left them a message. Two days ago, she finally received a reply. However, she found herself in a rare moment of hesitation, unsure how to say goodbye. Now, it was perfect; she could just take Xing Yuan with her.
Meng Fanyue followed the markers they had left and found a hotel.
A hidden mark on the door indicated that this place belonged to their organization.
Meng Fanyue spoke the secret password, and soon after, she saw her comrade, a girl with short black hair named Duan Ling.
Upon seeing her, Duan Ling first looked her over with concern, then questioned, "Where have you been? Why haven't you had any news for so many days, nor have you come to the stronghold to rendezvous? I thought..."
Meng Fanyue smiled apologetically, "Duan Ling, it's not that I didn't want to come, but I was injured. It was inconvenient to move around then. Besides, I left you a secret message."
Duan Ling silently looked at Meng Fanyue again. Although still angry, her anger had somewhat subsided.
"This was indeed my oversight. I didn't expect that the person named Wang to be so cautious. The organization's message was wrong, and it almost led to our complete annihilation," Duan Ling said, her brows furrowed in anger.
Women serving in the military had always been rare. They were only formed into an all-female unit because their performance was exceptionally outstanding.
The team comprised geniuses of various types, and they had successfully completed numerous missions over the years.
Yet, even so, some chauvinistic men still looked down on them. This time... Duan Ling suspected it was intentional, that someone wanted them all to die here.
Duan Ling gritted her teeth. When she found out who was responsible, she would make them pay.
Seeing Duan Ling's thoughts drift elsewhere, Meng Fanyue subtly changed the subject, "By the way, where are the others?"
"A Ci and A Yu were seriously injured. They couldn't be treated here, so two people were sent to take them back.
And Peng Mu, she saw the message you left and was looking for you all over the city!" Duan Ling replied.
At the same time, her hatred for those people grew. The favorable situation had been ruined by their selfish desires.
This time, they were lucky, and no one was harmed, but who could guarantee they would always be so lucky?
"Listen, um, there's one more thing. I'd like to apply to bring someone back with me this time," Meng Fanyue said.
"Who?" Duan Ling glanced at Meng Fanyue, worried that she might have been deceived.
Meng Fanyue blushed slightly, her ear tips turning red, and she whispered, "My savior."
Duan Ling: "..."
She suspected it wasn't a savior, but a lover! Who would talk about a savior with such a demeanor?
Duan Ling teased Meng Fanyue until Meng Fanyue's face also flushed before she relented, "Bring her over to see first! After all, we can't just bring anyone back."
She's not young anymore, and a girl's crush is quite normal.
Meng Fanyue nodded and quickly left.
However, her steps seemed like a hasty retreat.
Duan Ling couldn't help but chuckle, the gloom that had arisen from being schemed against dissipating silently.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Xing Yuan decisively told Zhang Can that she didn't want to work there anymore and wanted to change her life.
Zhang Can was shocked at first, then tried his best to persuade her, "Is there anything unsatisfactory? Teacher, please speak, and I'll have someone change it immediately."