1411: Chapter 1404: Yichuan Ying 1411: Chapter 1404: Yichuan Ying The girl hadn’t been unconscious for too long, and by the ti the sun set, she finally began to wake slowly.
At this mont, both her hands and feet were tightly bound, and her eyes were covered.
Feeling the warmth of a fire nearby, she struggled to rise and was about to remove the cloth from her eyes.
“It’s best not to remove it,” Ziang issued a cold warning, “If you see our faces, then we really would have to misconduct ourselves.”
The girl seed to still dread such matters, so she obediently listened to his words and did not remove the cloth.
It seed to be a cave; she could hear the dripping of water, and the ground beneath her was soft dust.
A bonfire burned in front of her, crackling, and the air was filled with the scent of charred at, which made her mouth water.
“It’s not Old Cheng, huh,” Hu Daoke said as he roasted at and asked in Tasta language, “What did you bring this girl back for, really aren’t thinking of using her to warm your bed, are you?”
“Cut it out, when you have a wife, you should be faithful and not always think about picking wildflowers,” Ziang shot him a look.
“Ah, I know, you must have had a burst of compassion again.
Little Fengye told already; the girl was willing to die after being thrown here, so you had to take her with you, right?” Hu Daoke said with a grin.
“It’s none of your business.” Ziang, having his thoughts exposed, retorted sowhat angrily.
“Don’t be so hot-tempered, having compassion is a good thing, just don’t let it overflow like the boss,” Hu Daoke chuckled.
“You think Luo’er’s compassion is overflowing?” Ziang countered.
“A bit, I suppose,” Hu Daoke thought for a mont and shrugged.
“If Luo’er’s compassion wasn’t overflowing, I guess you wouldn’t be so willing to call him the boss,” Ziang shot him another look.
“That’s also true,” Hu Daoke nodded in agreent, “I admire those who can do what I cannot.”
Ziang smiled faintly, then after a brief mont of reflection, he turned to look at the girl and said seriously, “The situation now is quite clear, Yichuan Hong, to show that we snatch from anyone, directly sent over his daughter.
Whether she’s captured by us or killed, he has enough reason to prove it.
Our snatching isn’t just aid at the two aristocratic families.”
“Could there be such a coincidence,” Hu Daoke slled the roasted at, handed a piece to Feng beside him, and rubbed his hands, “The Yichuan Clan daughter went to visit the Dangyang Family’s territory and was escorted back by the Dangyang Family, and then we accidentally intercepted her.
So fundantally, what we intercepted was still the path of the two aristocratic families, just that we accidentally caught the Yichuan Clan’s daughter.”
“I’ve considered this possibility,” Ziang nodded and said, “but obviously, that’s not the case.”
After a pause, he continued, “First of all, our rule is not to touch anyone from the Yichuan Clan.
If we caught the Yichuan Clan daughter according to our rules, we should let them go.
But have you noticed that this daughter doesn’t seem to want to leave but instead seeks death?
This indicates that her capture was intentional.
Whether captured or killed, the Yichuan Clan then has ample reason to prove that we don’t just target the two aristocratic families, but that the Yichuan Clan is also one of our targets.”
“So, it’s not intentional at all?” Hu Daoke asked, a bit astonished.
“That’s right, if I’m not mistaken, those who claim to be warriors of the Dangyang Family are actually from the Yichuan Clan.
Yichuan Hong set this trap, using his own daughter as bait, making us abduct her, then ordering the Nine Thousand Battalion to encircle us.
This way, not only can he retrieve his daughter, but also demonstrate that they are unrelated to us,” Ziang analyzed.
“My goodness, a tiger doesn’t eat its child, yet Yichuan Hong has indeed turned into such a caring father,” Hu Daoke clicked his tongue in amazent.
“This girl isn’t a cultivator, which should be why her father undervalues her,” Ziang looked at the girl and continued, “In such noble families, the more cultivators the better.
Both Yichuan Hong and Yichuan Yong are cultivators, not very formidable, but Feng can clearly sense it.
If this girl had even a bit of introductory cultivation, she wouldn’t have been reduced to bait.”
“Alas, it’s sad to be born into such a large family…” Hu Daoke couldn’t help but comnt.
“She reminds of that little girl from the Uzistas Family, what was her na, the one who went to Haiya Academy to study,” Ziang scratched his head.
“But she has a good brother,” Hu Daoke shrugged.
Hu Daoke continued roasting the at and soon prepared another portion, then handed it to Ziang while curiously asking, “So, what do we do next, how should we handle this girl?”
“It would be best if we can persuade her to go ho safely.
Once she returns ho, the Yichuan Clan’s sche will definitely fail.
After all, we’ve treated the Yichuan Clan’s daughter with utmost respect, and sending her back well-fed and healthy, I would guess that even a hundred mouths of the Yichuan Clan wouldn’t be able to explain it all away,” Ziang pondered.
“I feel like her return ho won’t end well,” Hu Daoke said, frowning slightly.
“Well, there’s nothing we can do; it’s their family matter, and it’s none of our business,” Cheng Ziang replied with a shrug.
“No, the girl will seek death if she leaves us; how do we send her ho safely?” Hu Daoke asked, glancing at the girl.
“Then we need to do so psychological work—Luo’er is an old hand at that,” Cheng Ziang said.
“But the boss isn’t around right now,” Hu Daoke said, spreading his hands.
“Isn’t there still ?
I’m the deputy captain, after all,” Cheng Ziang volunteered.
“Get out of here; you only rember you’re the deputy captain when it cos to capability.
How do you compare to the boss?” Hu Daoke rolled his eyes.
“What if I manage to convince her?” Cheng Ziang asked.
“If you can convince her, I’ll cook for a week for free,” Hu Daoke said, waving a skewer of at.
“Okay, you said it,” Cheng Ziang responded, unable to help salivating, given Hu Daoke’s renowned skill at grilling at.
“And what if you can’t?” Hu Daoke countered.
“What do you want then?” Cheng Ziang asked.
“Um…” Hu Daoke glanced at the girl, a mischievous smile creeping across his face as he looked at Cheng Ziang.
“I don’t want anything else; I just want you, for the next week, to bark like a dog every morning to wake up.”
“You…
beast…” Cheng Ziang was truly shocked by the request, even stuttering a bit.
Though he had no dignity left in front of Hu Daoke, performing such a shaful act still surpassed his limits; it would shatter his image of a stern, handso man.
“Fine, I agree, a week of cooking it is!” Cheng Ziang gritted his teeth and pointed at Hu Daoke, pronouncing each word clearly.
“Cheer up, little puppy!” Hu Daoke clapped his hands and said cheerily.
Cheng Ziang took a deep breath, managing to calm the rising anger.
Then, holding a freshly grilled skewer, he approached the girl and waved it in front of her nose.
Apparently lured by the sll of the skewer, the girl swayed, and her stomach betrayed her with a growl.
“Here, eat; don’t say we mistreated you,” Cheng Ziang decided not to tempt her any further and directly handed the skewer over, placing it between her hands.
“Did you poison this?” the girl shuddered as she touched the stick and beca wary again after calming down.
“Don’t eat if you don’t want to, then return it,” Cheng Ziang said irritably, reaching to take the skewer back.
“No way.” The girl turned away, holding the skewer with both hands and began tearing into it.
“What’s your na?” Cheng Ziang asked, nodding in satisfaction.
“Why should I tell you?” the girl replied grumpily.
“I gave you food; you could at least be polite to ,” Cheng Ziang said.
Hearing his words, the girl hesitated for a while, and eventually, perhaps having made up her mind, she murmured softly, “Ying…
Yichuan Ying…”
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