Southern Xinjiang.

"Go away! Leave here!" Jin Suting put the silver hairpin around her neck, as if she was going to die in front of him.

The fear in her eyes made her entire eye sockets blood red. She glared fiercely at the man in front of her, as if he was her enemy with whom she had a life-and-death hatred.

Helan Yinsheng subconsciously tried to calm her down, saying slowly and firmly, "Calm down, calm down."

But Jin Suting was extremely nervous, desperately trying to get him to leave. It seemed as if if he stayed here for even a moment longer, the silver hairpin in her hand would cut the thin skin of her neck. Helan Yinsheng didn't want to see blood on her. He didn't want Jin Suting to get hurt, or get hurt because she was afraid of him.

"I'm leaving. Okay, I'm leaving." Helan Yinsheng knew that only if he left would Jin Suting regain her composure. So he slowly took two steps back, pretending to leave. But he had finally found Jin Suting, so how could he leave so easily?

Seeing that he was scared away, Jin Suting relaxed a little. Helan Yinsheng was a meticulous observer. He took out a silver needle from behind him when no one was paying attention and rubbed it lightly on his fingertips.

A gust of wind blew by, and Jin Suting was blinded by the sand. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Helan Yinsheng threw the needle in his hand towards Jin Suting, using the force of the wind to fly quickly. The moment Jin Suting opened her eyes, a sword blocked the silver needle and it fell to the ground.

Helan Ruizhe, dressed in white, stood in front of Jin Suting, and the tip of his sword was still emitting a cold white light.

"It's you?" Helan Yinsheng really didn't expect that Helan Ruizhe would escape from that damn cave at this time.

Helan Ruizhe ignored him and turned back to carefully check if Jin Suting was injured. When Jin Suting saw that it was him, she felt that the fear she had suffered all night was worth it and shook her head desperately to say that she was fine.

Helan Yinsheng was very unhappy about this situation. "The Emperor of Fuding is alone in the enemy camp in southern Xinjiang. This is probably very dangerous."

Jin Suting glared at him fiercely, but when she thought of the soldiers he had just mentioned who had been drugged and couldn't wake up, she immediately told Helan Ruizhe about it. "Don't listen to his nonsense, those people are so soundly asleep!"

"Why do you have to challenge me with such words?" Helan Ruizhe remained calm, but the cold murderous intent in his eyes remained undiminished. "I have seen everything you have done over the years. I only spared your life because you are the emperor's uncle."

He lowered his head to glance at Jin Suting behind him, and changed the subject, "It's a pity that you have repeatedly touched my bottom line. In the end, I can't keep you."

Helan Yinsheng smiled and said, "My dear nephew, you are so arrogant. I want to see what you can do to me in the enemy camp in southern Xinjiang. Oh, and the drug I gave those people is about to take effect."

Helan Ruizhe took Jin Suting's hand and said, "Of course I can't kill you here, but you owe me, and you owe the entire Fuding Kingdom. You must repay it one day."

After saying that, Jin Suting followed him and was about to leave. Helan Yinsheng got anxious and yelled out loudly: "Jin Suting!"

She did not look back, because looking back would be a bottomless abyss.

Helan Yinsheng was still unwilling to give in: "Do you really not mind that he is the murderer of your father?"

Jin Suting stopped this time. Helan Ruizhe sensed the pause behind him and turned to look at her. Jin Suting met his gentle yet unfathomable eyes, still feeling a little flustered.