Si Jin felt as if she had been thrown to the clouds.

While feeling weightless, something suddenly pierced through him and nailed him to a cross symbolizing guilt.

He is the guilty one, not someone else.

His lover shouldn't have suffered so much, nor should she have taken the blame for him!

“A Yuan”.

"Ah... Ayuan"

Si Jin called out her lover's name again and again, thinking to herself—

The suffering I've endured is all of my own making; I deserve it.

Why would you debase yourself like this for my sake?

… …

… …

At dawn, as the sun rose, Si Jin finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

Men are not good with words, so they express gratitude or love more directly.

One satisfying and intense session of mutual "torture" is enough to let each other know everything.

He seemed utterly exhausted, curled up in Jun Linyuan's arms, his tall frame appearing much smaller.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with wet tears, staining her long eyelashes.

Each drop is crystal clear, making them especially endearing.

Jun Linyuan couldn't resist and lowered his head to kiss Si Jin's eyes.

Tuck the blanket in to cover the marks on your lover's body, and a peaceful moment unfolds.

Bang bang bang—

Three knocking sounds suddenly rang out, followed by a flurry of footsteps entering the shop.

Despite his severe injuries, Li Nan and the government officials searched the entire town before finally finding this place.

The constables had clearly been bribed; the fabricated reasons for arresting people were utterly blatant lies.

"Yesterday, we received a report from the manager of Fengyue Baojian that something went missing after a disciple of the Immortal Demon Sect visited the shop. We are now searching the entire city for Jun Linyuan. Has this customer been here?"

This guesthouse is located on the edge of town, in a rather secluded location.

This was the last place that Li Nan and his group could find.

God knows how happy Li Nan was when he saw Jun Linyuan's name on the guest list.

He led a group of constables straight to Room No. 1.

As you approach the room, the faint scent of heather flowers fills your nostrils.

Li Nan paused, his heart aching sharply.

The fragrance of flowers is so strong; you can smell it all over the place.

Jun Linyuan, that beast!

What exactly did they do to their master?!

He clenched his fists, stepped forward, and kicked the door open.

Li Nan, furious, led the constables inside.

I had expected to witness something utterly disgusting, and I had even prepared my curses for Jun Linyuan.

But the room was empty.

On the soft couch, there were only messy sheets and a few unreadable marks.

Not only did it leave no evidence, it also left Li Nan with plenty of room for imagination.

That was left behind by Jun Linyuan and his master...

Jun Linyuan's cultivation level must have greatly improved by now!

How could he possibly win?!

Is Master stupid?!

Just let Jun Linyuan do whatever he wants?!

"Damn it!" Li Nan cursed angrily, kicking over the table next to him.

Looking out the window at the rugged path, the cold road.

"Chase! Chase! We absolutely cannot let them return to the sect! We must snatch Master back! Master is mine! Mine! I will make that treacherous scoundrel who betrayed his master pay the price!!"

The group quickly ran away and rushed into the dense forest in the mountains.

No one knew that Si Jin had already sensed the danger. Just before Jun Linyuan was about to fight Li Nan, she lazily raised her eyelids and pressed down on Jun Linyuan's hand.

The next moment, a barrier was set up, concealing the two figures and lifting them into the air.

Jun Linyuan held Si Jin in his arms, massaging his waist as he asked with dissatisfaction.

"Master, those people not only slandered me, but also wanted to ruin both of our reputations. Why did you stop me?"

"You don't need to do it here to make them pay the price. Once they're in the woods, they're at your mercy."

"Go ahead," Si Jin said lazily. "We can't kill those people directly. If we do, we'll easily get into legal trouble with the local authorities."

"But in the dense forest, as long as you don't die, you can play as hard as you want."

"Ouch...be gentle!"