"Be good, Wanwan. Only when you are safe can I be without worries."

The Qing law dictates that young females must never be placed in danger.

Yu Wanwan bit her lip, released her grip on Qinglu's clothes, and for the umpteenth time hated herself for not being a burden, which would have been the best help she could give him.

She also wanted to be capable and to protect the people she loved.

Qinglu grabbed Yu Wanwan's arm and pushed her towards Wangye. Of course, he wanted to take Yu Wanwan away himself, but he had to set up a barrier here and couldn't let go. He could only entrust the little female to the strongest person here.

Wang Ye shoved aside a cold-blooded beastman who lunged at him, roared to the sky, and ordered his beastmen to protect the old, weak, sick, and disabled as they left with him.

"Wanwan, come with me!"

He grabbed Yu Wanwan's clothes, threw her onto his back, and broke through the encirclement with Qinglu's help.

Qinglu stopped most of the cold-blooded beastmen, but some still followed.

These orcs, aided by dark energy, were much faster than ordinary cold-blooded beastmen and quickly blocked their path.

The orcs instinctively protected the old, weak, sick, and disabled in the center, and then charged towards the cold-blooded beastmen as if going to their deaths. For a moment, their roars shook the heavens, and blood almost soaked the land.

In the chaos, Yu Wanwan saw a gap appear beside her.

Thinking of her comrades still on the battlefield, she gritted her teeth, mustered her courage, took out the bone knife that Qinglu had given her for self-defense, and led everyone to escape through the gap.

Wangye realized Yu Wanwan's intention and rushed over to protect them.

One of the females fell heavily to the ground out of fear. Yu Wanwan was closest to her and quickly went over to help her up.

In that brief moment, a cold-blooded beast pounced. The female was already panicked and twisted her ankle, falling to the ground. Her hand was tightly gripping Yu Wanwan, causing Yu Wanwan to fall to the ground as well.

The cold-blooded beast pounced and bit the female's shoulder, tearing off a chunk of flesh that caused her to scream in agony.

More cold-blooded beastmen rushed over, wanting to attack Yu Wanwan.

Wang Ye's pupils contracted, and he lunged forward to shield Yu Wanwan beneath him.

His hard body pressed her down tightly, and Yu Wanwan only heard a muffled groan and felt something wet and warm stick to her hand.

"Looking out over the wilderness."

A bad premonition suddenly spread through Yu Wanwan's heart. She tried to check where he was injured, but Wang Ye suddenly erupted. A gust of wind rose from the ground, like a cold blade, tearing through the skin of the cold-blooded beastmen. The wind blade went straight for their eyes, and two lines of blood immediately slid down the pale faces of the cold-blooded beastmen.

Taking advantage of the moment, Wang Ye grabbed Yu Wanwan's clothes in his mouth, shoved the cold-blooded beastman aside with his body, and with a few leaps, escaped with her without looking back.

Yu Wanwan was being carried, her clothes constricting her waist so much that she could hardly breathe.

A snow-white figure swept through the woods, sharp blades of grass tearing at Yu Wanwan's skin, leaving countless bloody marks on her legs.

Wang Ye was extremely fast, fleeing in a headlong rush. He left behind the cold-blooded beastmen chasing him. After running a long distance, Yu Wanwan was almost exhausted, and he finally stopped.

Placed on the grass, Yu Wanwan felt dizzy and weak, as if she had just ridden a roller coaster a dozen times.

A loud thud sounded beside her. Yu Wanwan looked up and saw Wang Ye lying on the ground. His fur was stained red with blood, and strands of it were stuck together. His body was rising and falling, his wolf mouth was slightly open, and he was panting heavily.

"Wangye, are you alright!" Yu Wanwan quickly crawled to his side from the ground; she had just felt him bleeding.

She wanted to check where Wangye was injured, but seeing his blood flowing out like it was free, she tried several times but dared not touch him.

When Wangye transformed back into human form, his injuries became more apparent without the cover of his fur. He had several bruises on his body, the most serious being a bowl-sized wound on his left abdomen, from which blood was gushing out continuously, and the bone inside was even visible.

"What should I do? How did I get so badly injured!" Yu Wanwan panicked, and her first thought was of the backpack she was wearing.

She pulled out a handful of red herbs and stuffed them into her mouth: "Wangye, don't be afraid, I will save you!"

Her mouth was stuffed with herbs, the bitter taste filling her mouth and irritating her so much that she could barely open her eyes.

She chewed the herbs with difficulty and applied them all to Wangye's wound.

But the wound was too big, and no matter how hard she tried to plug it, she couldn't. Suddenly, her vision became blurry, and Yu Wanwan blinked as hot tears dripped onto Wang Ye's hand.

She wiped her face and realized that she had been crying without even noticing.

Wangye reached out and grabbed her, pointing in a direction: "Wanwan, go that way, they'll be catching up soon."

Bloodstains were left all along the way. He should have taken Yu Wanwan to a safer place first, but he simply didn't have the strength.

His hands and feet were ice cold, and his vision was blurring. Her tear was so hot that it hurt his heart.

"I don't want to, I don't want to go." Yu Wanwan wiped away her tears, futilely continued to stuff herbs into her mouth, and then applied them to Wangye's wound.

The wound was almost completely filled, but he showed no signs of getting better. His lips were pale and dry, and he was on the verge of death.

"What should I do? Why can't I stop the bleeding? Why can't I stop it..." Yu Wanwan's tears fell drop by drop. She hated herself for being powerless, for not being able to get Wangye out of danger, and for having to make him die for her.

Overwhelmed by grief and helplessness, she was overwhelmed. The once arrogant man before her was now covered in blood and lay helplessly before her.

A chill crept up in waves, as if a hand was dragging his mind away from his body. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he was pulled back by the intense heat.

He couldn't bear to part with her, he really couldn't bear to part with the little female.

It was that same regret and resentment again.

He originally thought that even if there was no possibility between them, he could at least protect her. But now that wish was coming to an end, and he would no longer be able to watch her walk the road ahead.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye suddenly found strength from somewhere, grabbed Yu Wanwan's wrist, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

They had never been this close before.

The soft, warm embrace enveloped him, and Wangye closed his eyes longingly, wanting to remember this moment.

Yu Wanwan didn't dare to resist at all, letting him hold her. But such force only lasted for a moment. The arm holding her quickly lost its strength and fell limply to the ground.

Yu Wanwan's mind went almost blank. She didn't dare to call Wangye's name, nor did she dare to shatter that last bit of hope.

The wind around them stopped, and it seemed that only Yu Wanwan's low sobs could be heard in the whole world.

Tears soaked Wangye's clothes, and she hugged him even tighter, afraid that if she let go, the dream she had woven would vanish like a bubble.