The man's voice was cold, sounding even more ruthless in the chilly night.

Song Xizhi was slightly taken aback by the man's sudden question, not expecting to get himself into trouble and have the blame fall on him.

She swallowed hard, her eyes suddenly turning dark, and then said in a deliberately profound tone, "I've come to see an old friend."

Song Xizhi's words startled the King of Qi. He frowned and looked at Song Xizhi: "You've also come to see an old friend?"

She waved her hand at the King of Qi: "The person you are about to meet is probably not an old friend."

Having said that, Song Xizhi turned her gaze towards the man, her eyes filled with doubt and probing: "Then what brings you here?"

The man looked at Song Xizhi, then removed the long sword that had been held against the King of Qi's neck.

The longsword was sheathed cleanly and crisply, and then the man's low, husky voice rang out: "I have come to see an old friend."

Song Xizhi and the King of Qi were both surprised: "Ah? You've also come to see an old friend?"

Everyone has their own agenda, so it's not surprising that they've gathered here.

After listening for a long time, Eunuch Shen, who was sitting slumped to the side, couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Are there so many old friends in these deep mountains and forests?"

The men simultaneously glared at Eunuch Shen.

Eunuch Shen shuddered and croaked in his hoarse voice, "Master, please save this servant, or this servant will be dead."

Shen Gonggong's unlucky voice broke the undercurrent of tension in the room.

King Qi suddenly came to his senses and quickly walked to Eunuch Shen's side, squatting down to examine his injuries.

The air suddenly fell silent again, and now only Song Xizhi and that man stood there indifferently.

The man before me is mysterious and dangerous, harboring many secrets and unfathomable.

Taking advantage of the clear moonlight, Song Xizhi squinted and looked the man up and down.

I used to think he was He Jingyan, and that wasn't entirely unreasonable. Looking at him now, his physique still looks very similar.

However, the voice didn't sound right, and as for his appearance... he was wearing a mask, so nothing could be seen clearly.

If you have nothing to hide, why would a perfectly good person wear a mask?

As Song Xizhi pondered, the more carefully he examined the surroundings, the more intently he looked around.

Perhaps her actions were too obvious, for the man suddenly took a few steps back indifferently, turned around, and his rejection was evident.

Song Xizhi's eye twitched.

Okay, their personalities don't match either.

Her husband wouldn't be so cold to her.

Song Xizhi felt a little embarrassed, but turned away nonchalantly and pretended to be busy.

She observed the surrounding environment and found that the slope where they were now was still some distance from where they had fallen.

The slope is almost vertical, and there are no points of leverage to take hold of.

As she was thinking, she heard a man's cold voice come from behind her: "The only way to get up there is to use your lightness skill."

Song Xizhi turned his head curiously to look at him: "May I ask if my benefactor knows any light-body skills?"

The man nodded: "Of course."

Song Xizhi's eyes lit up. "Then could you please take the injured Eunuch Shen upstairs first? My guards will probably be there to meet him."

She was actually a little worried about Siqin's safety.

Upon hearing this, the man paused for a moment, then replied coldly, "I refuse."

Song Xizhi frowned, suddenly feeling that his benefactor's temper was somewhat strange and fickle.

He just said that we needed light-footed skills to go up, but now that we're asking him to bring people up, he's reluctant.

At that moment, King Qi, who was standing next to Eunuch Shen, also stood up and walked towards the two of them.

He looked at the masked man from a distance, his tone pleading: "His condition is not good. Please take him up first."

Upon hearing this, the man's sarcasm deepened: "Are you this kind and loyal to everyone around you?"

King Qi was silent for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with tears: "Humans are always emotional."

Song Xizhi sensed the turbulent tension between the two and felt that the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

Before she could understand what he meant, King Qi turned his gaze to her, his voice deep and resonant:

"Don't worry, this young lady is my savior. I will remember her and will not do anything to her."

King Qi's words were rather strange. Song Xi was taken aback, thinking that his benefactor would not take any action upon hearing this.

But to everyone's surprise, he remained silent for a moment before walking straight toward Eunuch Shen.

Amidst Shen Gonggong's panicked gaze, he grabbed Shen Gonggong by the collar with one hand, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and instantly rose into the air.

Once again, she heard King Qi's low sigh: "My dear, cherish the person in front of you."

Song Xizhi was originally looking up at the man's sharp back as he gradually disappeared into the night sky.

Upon hearing King Qi's profound words, she felt a buzzing in her ears.

She turned her head sharply, narrowed her eyes, and stared into Prince Qi's eyes again: "What do you mean by that, Your Highness?"

"Are you mistaken about something? I already have a husband, and I have never met that benefactor before."

Song Xizhi kept staring at the King of Qi's face, but the King of Qi's expression remained normal.

He was somewhat surprised, coughed lightly a few times, and nodded slightly: "I see, I misunderstood."

Song Xizhi noticed the hand he was clutching his chest, looked away with some doubt, and then handed him the pills he carried with him.

"Your Highness is not in good health to begin with. Perhaps you injured your bones and muscles when you fell off the cliff. Taking this pill will make you feel better. If you trust me, you can also come to me for treatment."

King Qi hesitated for a moment, but still took the pills that Song Xizhi handed him, swallowed them under his tongue, and then asked, "What is your name?"

“Song Xizhi, He Jingyan is my husband. He is quite famous. You may have heard of him.”

King Qi narrowed his eyes: "Doctor Song is also very famous, and I have heard of your name. Now we are practically sworn brothers. You just said you were going to visit an old friend. Who is that old friend you are visiting?"

Song Xizhi turned his head and looked at the complicated expression on the King of Qi's face. His eagle-like eyes held a scrutinizing look, as if he was afraid that the King had misunderstood something.

I know nothing about their secrets. I came here today only to find out Zhao Qianlan's secret.

"I was just looking for a stray cat and stumbled upon Your Highness by chance. What I said about old friends was all made up."

"Oh?" King Qi responded softly, it was unclear whether he believed it or not.

Suddenly, a man's cold voice rang out unexpectedly from behind them: "And you? And who are you visiting, some old friend?"

Song Xizhi turned his head and saw that the man had returned at some point and was staring intently at the King of Qi.

The King of Qi was silent for a moment before answering, "I am visiting a deceased friend."