Feng Bailing is neither adept in literature nor martial arts. In the eyes of the mbers of Great Chu Team B, she is rely a woman who rose through the ranks by relying on n, occupying a position that should have belonged to them as formal mbers.
The substitute players on the scene all seed displeased when looking at her.
"Princess Consort Wu?"
From the crowd, a person stepped forward.
Xia Xing.
Feng Bailing recognized her, sowhat surprised that she was also here.
Xia Xing, one of the official mbers of Great Chu Team B, was said to be a veteran rcenary hired by Lu Yin, possessing strong capabilities.
This Xia Xing, sowhat reticent and solitary, hadn’t moved with the others, which is why she had fallen behind.
Although she was reluctant to converse much with Feng Bailing, her attitude was nonetheless friendly.
Feng Bailing and Xia Xing, while searching together, found the situation to be worse than they had anticipated due to an earthquake, as the roads were severely damaged.
They had lost contact with the leading teams and leaders; it was already deep into the night, everyone was exhausted from travelling the entire day, and now, the horse carriage was gone, the horses frightened, leaving them no choice but to rest on the spot.
The headcount was already taken; surprisingly, all those left behind were substitute players from various countries.
Since the substitute players naturally had less stamina and inferior horses compared to the official mbers, they had naturally fallen behind during the journey.
Prince Wu’s horse carriage could have made it to the front, but because Feng Bailing fell asleep as soon as she got into the carriage, Prince Wu had the coachman slow down to let her sleep more comfortably, which resulted in them falling behind.
Are there really no other official mbers here besides Xia Xing and myself?
Feng Bailing thought to herself.
In the deep mountains, the night temperatures fell, many people, dressed lightly and lacking stamina, began to see their injuries worsen.
Especially those physically weak scholars started shivering at this mont.
"We need to make a fire for warmth and to ward off wild animals, let’s split up. Those injured should stay put, the lightly injured should take care of the severely injured, and those unhard should go and gather so firewood."
Xia Xing, true to her reputation as a seasoned rcenary, gathered all the team mbers from different countries and began delegating tasks.
"Princess Consort Wu, please take care of the injured."
After saying this, Xia Xing went off with others to gather firewood.
Feng Bailing wanted to check the wounds for those injured, but as soon as she spoke, they all flatly refused her.
"We don’t want to die any quicker."
A mber of Great Chu Team B nad Zhou Tong coldly said.
What a joke?
The injuries among the team mbers were minor. As beautiful as Princess Consort Wu looked, she appeared frail, her hands soft as tofu, hardly seeming capable of treating ailnts. If treated by her and the conditions worsen, that would be troubleso.
Hearing what Zhou Tong said, other substitutes of Great Chu Team B also ignored Feng Bailing.
As for substitute players from other countries, needless to say, they all knew that Feng Bailing was from an enemy nation. Who knew if she might sabotage their wounds, worsening their conditions?
Feng Bailing, uninterested in warming hearts that were cold to her, simply leaned against a tree and closed her eyes to rest.
Unbeknownst to her, Zhou Tong was secretly watching her, his eyes flashing with malevolence.
Xia Xing hadn’t returned yet, so people had brought back firewood, and a fire was started, surrounding silence pervading while roars of beasts echoed continuously through the forest.
Seeing that Feng Bailing had fallen asleep, several substitute players from Great Chu exchanged glances and walked together to the bushes behind.
"There’s no ti to lose, while Xia Xing is not yet back, let’s take action."
Zhou Tong spoke in a deep voice, his strength not weak, having recently broken through to the Wuji Earth Seal tier. He joined Great Chu Team B for the chance to beco an official mber, thinking his prowess would surely secure him a spot, but Prince Wu had only deed him a substitute.
He had been seething with indignation all along, and the one he resented the most was Feng Bailing.
"But if we lay hands on Princess Consort Wu, if Prince Wu finds out, he won’t let us off."
The speakers were a few other substitute mbers, who still showed so restraint, having heard of the notorious reputation of Prince Wu.
"We lure her to the edge of the rift and push her down; who would know it was us? We’ll make it seem like she accidentally wandered at night and fell. Only with her dead could we stand a chance to beco the official mbers."
Zhou Tong spoke in a deep voice.
"Even if she dies, there’s only one spot available, but there are several of us."
The others were not fools—risking so much, among them, Zhou Tong, who had the strongest ability, was the only one who could beco an official mber.
"Why the rush? She’s just the first. In Great Chu Team B, there’s still a kid and a woman. And that one called Xia Xing, she hasn’t returned yet. After dealing with Princess Consort Wu, we’ll co back, claim that Princess Consort Wu fell down while bringing over Xia Xing, and then..."
Zhou Tong made a throat-slitting gesture.
The few team mbers were tempted, so Zhou Tong and a few mbers returned.
One of the female mbers went to Feng Bailing’s side and woke her.
Feng Bailing looked groggy.
"Princess Consort Wu, there’s trouble! Xia Xing fell into the rift while gathering firewood."
The female mber feigned urgency.
Hearing this, Feng Bailing panicked and followed the group toward the nearby rift.
Other mbers from different nations heard the commotion and kept silent, none willing to ddle in such affairs.
It would be best if the mbers of Great Chu destroyed each other.
Feng Bailing walked with the group to the edge of the nearly hundred-yard-long crevasse.
Tonight, the moon was hazy, the rift deep, the moonlight unable to penetrate.
Sounds like the roar of dragons and tigers continuously echoed from the depths of the rift, standing by that rift made one’s hair stand on end, sending shivers down the spine.
"Where is Xia Xing?"
Feng Bailing approached the edge of the rift.
Zhou Tong and those few substitute mbers exchanged glances, Zhou Tong reached out his hand, pushing Feng Bailing forward with force.
But the mont his hand touched Feng Bailing’s shoulder, Feng Bailing, who had been standing in front of him, suddenly disappeared.
Zhou Tong broke out in cold sweat, and due to inertia, his foot was already hanging in mid-air.
Where did she go?
Zhou Tong broke out in cold sweat.
But then, his spine tingled, as a hand soft like tofu lightly landed on his shoulder.
"Are you looking for ?"
The woman, smiling as beautifully as a flower, stood behind him, Zhou Tong’s entire body went stiff with terror, and, stumbling over nothing, he fell into the rift.
The few mbers gasped in shock.
Only to see Feng Bailing, like an apparition, standing before them.
Feng Bailing’s cold eyes swept over, sharp as a knife, and the few, scared out of their wits, dropped to their knees with thuds.
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