Upon hearing it, Gongsun Yaoqin instantly recognized Fang Han's voice.

She quickly opened the tent entrance and invited Fang Han in.

"You... how come you're also unharmed?"

By the faint light of the luminous pearl in the tent, Shi Wenshan finally managed to make out that the person who came was Fang Han. He was shocked and his words were full of disbelief.

"Shi Wenshan, do you think your sister can subdue me with her paltry skills?"

Fang Han's lips curled up slightly, a mocking smile on his face. "Besides, she even dared to dream of using me as a cultivation furnace. Isn't that just wishful thinking!"

"Hmph! Kid, it's a blessing you earned in your past life to have my sister's favor."

Shi Wenshan snorted heavily. He felt that someone like Fang Han would be honored if he could die at the hands of his sister.

"Now, I am the knife, and you are the fish. Do you still dare to be stubborn?"

Without saying a word, Fang Han quickly took out a rope and nimbly tied Shi Wenshan up tightly.

Immediately afterwards, his fingers moved like lightning, and with a light touch, Shi Wenshan was speechless, only able to let out a few muffled groans.

Fang Han effortlessly lifted Shi Wenshan up like an eagle catching a chick, strode out of the tent, and walked towards the big tree dozens of feet away.

Shi Wenshan struggled desperately, making "woo-woo" sounds in his throat, clearly trying to call for help.

But he knew in his heart that Fang Han was going to punish him, and he was powerless to do anything about it.

Seeing this, Gongsun Yaoqin didn't ask any more questions and silently followed Fang Han out of the tent.

The commotion quickly alerted Fang Qing, Fang Yingxue, and Zhou Chi.

The three of them emerged from their respective tents, their faces full of confusion.

"Young Master, how did you manage to capture this lecher?"

Zhou Chi noticed that Fang Han was carrying Shi Wenshan and couldn't help but ask.

"This guy tried to poison us, and then he sneaked into Yaoqin's tent, but Yaoqin subdued him."

Fang Han remained calm and slowly said, "However, your vigilance needs to be improved. While we were eating roasted roe deer, they were roasting meat in the distance, and taking advantage of the wind, they had already secretly poisoned you. Fortunately, I was prepared and added the antidote to the roe deer meat while roasting it."

"Brother, thank goodness you're here. Those bastards are so wicked!"

Fang Yingxue was still shaken, but then her tone changed, and she said through gritted teeth, "There's not a single good person in the Shi family. In my opinion, if we want to sleep peacefully tonight, we have to take care of those big men under those two siblings."

"Sister, I've already taken care of those people."

Fang Han smiled.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Han, as if carrying a defenseless prey, steadily brought Shi Wenshan to the front of the lush tree.

At this moment, the moonlight, like water, quietly falls upon this grassland, casting a faint silver glow over everything around it.

"Brother Fang Han, why is there a woman here wearing only a loincloth? Doesn't that look like Shi Yujiao?"

Fang Qing followed behind Fang Han, looked up, and saw the woman that Fang Han had already hung high on the tree. He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He was only eighteen or nineteen years old, a time of youthful vigor and a touch of naiveté. One glance made his cheeks flush instantly, and he hurriedly looked away, a hint of panic in his eyes.

"This woman wants to use me as a medicine pot."

Fang Han laughed, "Moreover, she even planned to drug me with that kind of drug, trying to control me. Hmph, tonight, I'll let these two siblings taste the bitterness on this tree, feel the cold wind, and sober them up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Han's aura suddenly changed. In his palm, a powerful surge of true energy instantly condensed, like an invisible hurricane, and rushed towards Shi Wenshan.

With a crisp "rip," Shi Wenshan's clothes instantly turned into countless tiny dust particles, which scattered in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, he was left with only a piece of cloth around his waist that barely covered his shame.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Han exerted a little force with his arm and easily hoisted Shi Wenshan high up into the tree.

Shi Wenshan twisted his body desperately in the air, making muffled "whooshing" sounds in his throat, his eyes filled with anger and resentment, yet he was helpless.

"You reap what you sow."

Gongsun Yaoqin stood aside, witnessing all of this, and sighed softly.

Soon, Fang Han and the others turned around and walked towards their respective tents.

Night had fallen, and the grassland was quiet, save for the occasional low growl of an unknown wild animal in the distance.

It was early winter, and the daytime temperature was still quite pleasant. However, the situation was quite different at night.

Especially in the latter half of the night, the temperature drops sharply, and the surrounding air seems to freeze solid.

The wind on the grassland, like a demon awakened, began to howl and sweep in, like sharp knives, recklessly scraping against Shi Wenshan and Shi Yujiao.

Their clothes were thin, and the cold wind made them shiver, their teeth chattering.

The ropes binding them swayed precariously in the air amidst the raging wind.

If their true energy had not been sealed, with their cultivation level, the circulation of their true energy would definitely have been able to resist the cold.

But now, they are like two lambs to the slaughter, forced to endure the biting cold. Every gust of wind feels like it's tearing a layer of skin off them.

Moreover, Shi Wenshan had his speech impeded and Shi Yujiao's mouth was gagged with a cloth. Even though they were terrified and wanted to call for help, they could only make some indistinct sounds, which sounded so weak and useless on the vast grassland.

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