Under Jiao Yin's persuasive words, Li Qianfan grudgingly suppressed his anger.
But he no longer had any interest in filming. He cursed under his breath, picked up his phone from the ground, and quickly got into the car.
With a bang, he slammed the car door shut.
Jiao Yin quickly helped Murong Mingyuan up again, very carefully coaxing her.
However, Murong Mingyuan did not fall for it. She raised her hand and shoved Jiao Yin heavily to the ground again.
Jiao Yin also got angry.
She yelled sternly, "Murong Mingyuan, what do you mean by this? If you want to be a hero, then go! I promise I won't stop you. Likewise, if you want to seek death, do it yourself! Don't drag my master into it!"
Murong Mingyuan clenched her fists, glaring at her fiercely, her chest heaving violently.
"Pah, what kind of person are you? You're all servants, yet you truly consider yourself a young lady of a wealthy family. Heh, it's simply baffling."
Jiao Yin was not afraid of her. After getting up, she spat fiercely and walked towards the campfire with a cold smile.
Chopping wood.
A cast-iron pot.
Beef, lamb, and dehydrated vegetables.
Even the tripod holding the pot were all carried in the vehicle.
The unpolluted snow everywhere was the best source of water.
Soon.
The roaring flames made half a pot of snow water boil.
Jiao Yin threw in the cut beef and lamb, sprinkled in seasonings, and the aroma quickly drifted away with the wind.
During this time.
Li Qianfan was tinkering with his phone in the car.
Murong Mingyuan stood before the cross, unmoving, gazing towards the Blackwater Forest like a statue.
"Master, it's time to eat."
Jiao Yin knocked on the car window.
Li Qianfan opened the door and got out. He shivered first, then quickly took out his down jacket and put it on.
This place was too cold.
What annoyed Li Qianfan even more was that the network signal here was extremely poor. Forget about making calls, even sending a message took ages to transmit.
He knew, of course.
This was because they had switched the network in the defense zone to an encrypted internal line mode to prevent hackers from infiltrating and seizing control of the drones.
He could still get some signal here.
Li Qianfan was sure that if he walked west past the warning sign for more than a hundred meters, the signal would disappear completely.
This was also why he had never considered bringing Bai Ziyan to the Blackwater Forest with him.
"Master, please eat first."
After serving Li Qianfan his dinner, Jiao Yin said, "I'll go set up the tent."
Sleeping in the car was ultimately uncomfortable due to the limited space, seats, and so on.
Setting up the tent in front of the car door, and then using the portable power bank to heat the sleeping bag, would allow for a comfortable sleep.
Of course.
Sleeping in a tent was not as safe as sleeping in a car.
Who knew if snow wolves would come visiting while they were asleep?
But with Li Qianfan's skills, defeating three to five snow wolves with his bare hands would be no problem at all.
Jiao Yin was indeed showing signs of being a good wife and mother.
She handled cooking and setting up the tent with great skill.
After powering up and warming the snow sleeping bag, Jiao Yin came to Li Qianfan's side.
There were two tents in the car.
Jiao Yin had only set up one.
The beef and lamb she had put in the pot was only enough for her and Li Qianfan.
As for Murong Mingyuan.
They were all the master's servants, and Jiao Yin had no obligation to serve her!
Li Qianfan felt the same way.
After Jiao Yin finished eating, he rudely overturned the pot onto the ground.
If Murong Mingyuan wanted to eat, she could make it herself!
Murong Mingyuan, standing there like a statue, almost bit her lip raw.
"When we get back, I'll deal with you, you insubordinate brat."
As Li Qianfan slipped into the tent, he muttered low curses at Murong Mingyuan's retreating back.
Then he called out, "Mei Nu, come here, I need your mouth!"
Jiao Yin immediately agreed sweetly and also squeezed into the tent.
Hoo!
Murong Mingyuan let out a long sigh, turned around, and quietly walked back to the campfire, picking up the pot from the ground.
She had finally understood.
Li Qianfan indeed had no responsibility or obligation to risk his life to save those pigs.
The key point was that even if he risked his life to save them, there was less than a 5% chance of success!
At the very least.
This kilometer-wide outer defense zone was a death trap for all experts.
Although Murong Mingyuan had understood.
But when she thought of the grand spectacle Li Qianfan had put on before his westward campaign, and his pathetic performance just now!
Especially after hearing his conversation with Jiao Yin from the tent.
The impulse that Murong Mingyuan had just suppressed surged again.
"Master, don't just wear your thermal layer, prevent a cold. *sniffle*."
"Only wearing thermals will allow the body to recover."
"Master, actually Murong is still young, *sob*."
"Young? Is she young? She's just lacking! Lacking brainpower! Otherwise, why would she try to trick me into seeking death?"
"Master—"
"When I get back, I'll disfigure that stinky face of hers again!"
"Master—"
"Damn it, if she wanted me to die, why didn't she go herself?"
It was better that Jiao Yin didn't mention Murong Mingyuan, but the moment she did, Li Qianfan got angry. Even a certain improper action he was performing became more aggressive.
Murong Mingyuan could no longer endure it.
She kicked—
and overturned the pot of boiling water, cursing angrily, "Li Qianfan! You lecherous tyrant, you cowardly wretch who fears death! What's wrong with me going myself? Even if I die at the hands of the enemy, it's a million times better than being a servant to a scum like you!"
The impulsive and rebellious Murong Mingyuan finally took the crucial step, as planned by Li Qianfan (and Jiao Yin).
After cursing, she turned and charged towards the warning sign.
For some reason.
The moment Murong Mingyuan rushed into the "death trap," her tears suddenly gushed out uncontrollably, and a strong impulse to "die and show you right now" surged within her.
She involuntarily opened her mouth and shouted loudly, "Li Qianfan, f*ck you! A million times!"
Li Qianfan, who was using Jiao Yin's mouth in the tent, froze when he heard Murong Mingyuan's tearful curses. He quickly pushed Jiao Yin's head away, tore open the tent flap, and poked his head out to look.
With just one glance, he cursed, "Murong Mingyuan, get back here, damn it!"
How could the hot-blooded Murong Mingyuan listen to him now?
"Coward, scram!"
Murong Mingyuan shouted back, then fell heavily onto the snow.
But she immediately got up and continued to sprint forward.
Cold moon!
Snowfield!!
A galloping little mare—
The three of them, at this moment, formed a tragically beautiful scene.
No matter how much Li Qianfan wanted to slap Murong Mingyuan to death, he ultimately couldn't let her rush to her doom.
"Get back here, damn it!"
Li Qianfan cursed, crawled out of the tent, and rushed behind the warning sign.
Due to the emergency, Li Qianfan didn't even have time to put on clothes.
He was only wearing thermals and no shoes, just a pair of cotton socks.
At most, he had grabbed a jacket on his way out of the tent.
But a jacket in this sub-zero degree snowfield was merely better than nothing.
"Master!"
Jiao Yin, who had been forced to wear nothing by him, poked her head out of the tent and cried out in alarm, "Master, come back quickly, hurry back!"
But her voice was quickly swallowed by the cold wind.
She didn't rush to put on clothes.
Instead, she endured the cold and raised her phone high, shouting at their retreating backs, "Master! Please don't mind Murong Mingyuan! I beg you, don't abandon me, hurry back! If you go like this, it's like a moth to a flame!"
By the time she shouted this, Li Qianfan and Murong Mingyuan's figures had already rushed hundreds of meters past the warning sign.
She stomped her feet anxiously, shouting for her master to come back quickly.
But that little mare was taking Li Qianfan further and further away!
Soon, the two of them disappeared from Jiao Yin's sight.
She stopped filming and shouting.
"I didn't expect him to charge into the death trap (the enemy's outer defense) so easily. Murong Mingyuan, you've really done us a great favor. Don't worry, I won't let those people harm you."
Jiao Yin muttered to herself with a cold smile, then shivered.
It was cold, so cold.
She quickly ducked back into the tent and put on her clothes as quickly as possible.
Then, holding her phone, she ran eastward for a few hundred meters. Once she confirmed the signal was much stronger, she stopped and made a call.
The call connected.
Jiao Yin said calmly, "Li Qianfan has entered the death trap. Remember, he's only wearing thermals. If we can trap him, he'll freeze in no time. As for Murong Mingyuan, don't harm her, I have plans for her. Later, I will upload a video to prove that Li Qianfan entering the death trap has nothing to do with me."