"Ah—"
"Wanyan, you old dog, damn your ancestors—"
In the forest, the Wanyan warriors cursed and cried out like they were losing their minds. They watched helplessly as their treasures were bitten by insects and stung by bees. So of the insects even burrowed inside...
Another excruciating day passed, and this poor group of Wanyan people were now neither human nor ghost. Their bodies were drenched in blood, swollen beyond asure. Many little bugs crawled all over them, biting and collecting the remnants of honey...
On the third day, their worst nightmare ca true. A pack of hungry wolves passed by, and upon seeing these pale n, they howled with excitent as if they had found a feast of fresh at. These n, already tornted to the brink of death, were terrified. So even wailed shalessly, while others lost control of their bowels in fear.
In the face of death, people easily reveal their true nature. Dignity, courage—all of it was just bullshit!
As the hungry wolves charged forward howling, a bright green parrot suddenly flew into the sky. The bird clutched a large parcel in its claws and cawed as it hovered in the air, casually opening the package and scattering its contents.
The package was filled with powder, which drifted down and settled onto the heads of the charging wolves. Imdiately, the wolves fell one after another, as if they had taken a potent sleep-inducing drug.
A few wolves that escaped the initial dose still raced forward. The parrot fearlessly swooped in, extending its sharp claws to blind the eyes of the foremost wolf. It then flew towards another wolf...
This dramatic scene scared the Wanyan people so much their souls nearly left their bodies. They watched the sleeping wolves on the ground with trembling hearts, afraid they would suddenly wake and attack again.
Ba Tulu was pushed to the brink of collapse. Now, all he could think about was how to move freely, how to escape this place. As for seizing the Bright Pearls, he didn’t care much anymore because his manhood had been bitten so badly by insects and ants that it was bleeding. He wondered if it would ever be usable again. If he brought the beauty ho but ended up useless himself, it would be better if he never took her in the first place!
By nightfall, they were finally able to move. As soon as they took the first step, several n cried tears of joy. Ba Tulu also exhaled deeply. Three days and nights of tornt, without a drop of water or grain of rice, had left these n fragile, nearly broken.
"Great Prince, we should head back. You can’t win against Empress Dowager Mu!"
"Yes, Great Prince. The brothers have been tortured for three days and nights; we can’t fight for you now!"
Once they were free, they all petitioned Ba Tulu with one voice. It seed that even if Ba Tulu disagreed, they wouldn’t obey him any longer.
Ba Tulu hesitated for a mont before finally nodding and said, "Retreat, return to Wanyan!"
And so, these weary, wounded warriors supported each other as they staggered out of the forest...
...
In the capital of Great Yong, Cai Wei received news from Brother Ying, and laughed, "This lesson is enough for Ba Tulu to rember for a lifeti. It will also make him behave obediently, not daring to offend Great Jin or Qing Luo again."
The man washing the teaware beside her heard this and laughed, "Did Brother Ying send a ssage? What happened to Ba Tulu? Does he still dare to try for our daughter?"
Cai Wei laughed, "He’s been subdued and has gone back to Wanyan in defeat. Rest assured, although the boy is rash, he knows when he’s beaten. He knows he’s not our match and won’t try anything with Bright Pearls in the future."
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