After running back to her room, Feng Guang patted her face, desperately trying to lower the temperature, but to little avail. She couldn't understand how this plain-looking man with disfigured features could have such charm, so easily attracting her. Just thinking about the way he looked at her made her blush.

Is it because she hasn't seen enough men that she feels so thirsty?

But she has always been a sucker for good looks, and this man didn't meet her standards at all. Moreover, he exuded nothing but negativity. How could a sunny girl like her be attracted to such a negative and decadent person?

Remember, her target is Mo Qing, and the person she wants to like is Mo Qing, not this man.

Having prepared herself mentally, Feng Guang took a few deep breaths, opened the door again, and went out. Once outside, she couldn't wait to go back, because she saw someone, a woman, and a very lovely, lively, and charming woman at that.

"Xia Fengguang, what are you doing here!?" Qiao Ling called out as Fengguang was about to walk back.

She couldn't let Qiao Ling know that she was afraid of her!

Feng Guang flashed a perfect smile and said, "Oh, it's my cousin! If you can be here, why can't I?"

She glanced at the man in black; he was still sitting there carving his wood, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.

Qiao Ling still remembered the scene yesterday when she confronted the imperial army. She hadn't forgotten that Xia Fengguang had stood up and offered to take her place as a hostage, which made her feel a little complicated. After all, in Qiao Ling's mind, Xia Fengguang was a spoiled and arrogant young lady. No one would have thought that this Xia Fengguang would have the courage to stand up and exchange herself for a hostage.

Qiao Ling cleared her throat and asked, "Were you brought here by force?"

“No, he rescued me.” Feng Guang pointed at the man in black, who didn’t even look up at her. She then said to Qiao Ling, “Weren’t you captured? How come you seem to be able to move around here without anyone watching you?”

“That’s because…” Qiao Ling looked a little embarrassed, “Actually, the people of Black Wind Stronghold aren’t bad.”

"So you became friends with them?"

"If you spend enough time with them, you'll realize they're not as scary as people say."

Feng Guang's beautiful eyes revealed understanding. "So you volunteered to be a hostage last time."

Qiao Ling felt embarrassed when her true intentions were exposed, but she had a greater reason: "I'm doing this to avoid even greater casualties. Can't Black Wind Stronghold and the Imperial Court get along amicably?!"

Fengguang: "..."

Although she was trying to subdue the leader of the mountain stronghold, she suddenly felt like saying that it would be a miracle if officials and bandits could coexist peacefully!

At this moment, the man under the tree packed up his things and went into the house.

Upon seeing this, Qiao Ling said urgently, "Doctor, I really have something urgent to discuss with you!"

He ignored him and continued walking into the inner room.

Qiao Ling stamped her feet in frustration, but dared not do anything rashly.

Feng Guang, however, reacted very differently. She rushed up and blocked his path, asking, "You haven't finished carving yet, why are you going back?"

"You guys are too noisy."

Feng Guang was stunned for a moment, then said indignantly, "Where did I argue? She was the one arguing the whole time, okay?"

"They're all the same."

"How could I be the same as her?!" Feng Guang asked him, hands on her hips. "Aren't I prettier than her?"

"In my eyes..."

She stood on tiptoe and said fiercely, "If you dare say that all women are the same in your eyes, I will never let you get away with this!"

He paused for a moment, then his tone suddenly became somewhat flippant, "Is being a person interesting?"

"..." She shuddered, her imposing aura inexplicably weakening. "This is boring..."

He glanced at her, walked past her and continued walking. Just as Feng Guang was staring at the ground, a pair of black shoes entered her field of vision.

She looked up at him, puzzled. He reached out a hand and placed it on her head, picking up a small fallen leaf. After doing this, he didn't look at her again, turned around, and left completely.

Feng Guang was filled with questions. She looked at Qiao Ling, who was still staring in disbelief, and exclaimed, "The wooden man has finally evolved into a human!"