Mei Chuan Neiku crouched low, like a wolf lurking in the shadows, waiting for its chance to strike. He carefully rose from the bushes and tiptoed toward An Lan.

At that time, Anlan was carefully sorting the herbs she had picked outside the shelter.

A gentle breeze softly ruffled her hair, adding to her charming and delicate beauty.

Looking at the scene before him, Mei Chuan Neiku's breathing became increasingly rapid, and his pace quickened unconsciously. At this moment, his mind was completely blank.

The original plan had long been forgotten, and all that remained in his mind was one thought: to control this beautiful Chinese woman.

However, as an excellent wilderness survival player, Anlan always maintains a high level of vigilance.

Just as Mei Chuan Neiku was only seven or eight meters away from her, she keenly sensed the strange aura coming from behind her.

An Lan turned around abruptly, her hand that had been holding herbs swiftly reaching for the bow and arrows hanging beside her, the movement fluid and natural.

This bow and arrow was carefully crafted by her using plant fibers. Although it was not as strong and powerful as the bowstring that Lu Fan made from python tendons, it still possessed considerable lethality.

An Lan's eyes revealed determination and vigilance, like two sharp blades fixed on the uninvited guest before her, and she shouted sharply, "What do you want to do?"

Her voice was clear and loud, yet full of intimidation. The bow in her hand was already fully drawn, the arrowhead pointing steadily at Mei Chuan Neiku's head.

Mei Chuan Neiku was so frightened by this sudden turn of events that he trembled all over.

But he quickly regained his senses, a ferocious smile spreading across his face. He spoke in the Japanese language, "Little beauty, come back to Japan with me, and let your China know how powerful we are!"

As he spoke, he slowly moved forward, trying to get closer to An Lan little by little.

"A Japanese from Japan?!"

An Lan's brows furrowed instantly, a hint of disgust and wariness flashing in her eyes.

Without hesitation, she aimed an arrow at Mei Chuan Neiku's feet and fired, warning, "This is a warning, don't come any closer!"

Mei Chuan Neiku was startled by the sudden arrow and froze, but he was already blinded by desire. Driven by lust, he didn't care about anything else and continued to press forward.

An Lan was not afraid at all. While dealing with Mei Chuan's inner treasury, she carefully retreated, always maintaining a safe distance from him, and her bow and arrow were always steadily aimed at him.

The two then engaged in a thrilling standoff outside the shelter, with Mei Chuan Neiku attempting several times to rush forward and snatch the bow and arrows from An Lan's hands, but she skillfully dodged them each time.

An Lan felt a surge of hatred, wishing she could shoot the despicable guy in front of her to death.

But she was just an ordinary person after all, and killing someone requires a lot of courage from any perspective.

After all, as a Chinese person, the education she received from childhood did not allow her to become a bloodthirsty person.

Therefore, she could only suppress her anger and try to force the other party back with her bow and arrow.

In the live stream, Chinese viewers were on the edge of their seats, and the chat was flooded with comments:

"An Lan, don't hesitate, shoot him with an arrow!"

"What should we do? Those damn Japanese people."

"After this incident, we must get an explanation from their country."

"I wish I could kill this mustache."

Seeing that he couldn't succeed immediately, Mei Chuan Neiku became increasingly impatient, circling An Lan like a trapped beast, trying to find her weakness.

Suddenly, he lunged forward, his hands like pincers reaching for An Lan's bow and arrow.

An Lan reacted quickly, dodging to the side and firing an arrow at the same time.

Mei Chuan Neiku reacted quickly, twisting his body sharply to barely avoid the fatal arrow.

"Hmph, do you think you can escape?" Mei Chuan Neiku said viciously, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

He launched another attack, this time even more ferocious, each strike deadly.

An Lan gradually found herself unable to withstand his fierce attacks.

During one of his evasive maneuvers, An Lan accidentally stepped on a rock, instantly losing his balance and staggering backward a few steps.

Seeing this, Mei Chuan Neiku was overjoyed, feeling that his chance had come, and seized the opportunity to pounce on him again.

In the midst of the chaos, An Lan could only keep waving his bow and arrows to defend himself.

In the heat of their fight, the two unknowingly approached the edge of the hillside.

Mei Chuan Neiku seized the opportunity and with a forceful movement, knocked the bow and arrow from An Lan's hand.

An Lan lost his weapon, and his heart tightened, sensing that the situation was dire.

She tried to turn and run away, but Umekawa Neku grabbed her arm.

"Little beauty, you can't escape now!" Mei Chuan Neiku laughed triumphantly, his face twitching as he forcefully pulled An Lan into his arms.

An Lan struggled desperately, kicking and scratching, her fingernails leaving bloody marks on Mei Chuan's arm as she tried to break free from his control.

During the struggle, An Lan slipped and rolled down the hillside.

Mei Chuan Neiku was also startled by this sudden change and subconsciously let go of his hand.

Anlan rolled down the hillside, her body constantly crashing into rocks and trees. The intense pain made her close her eyes tightly, her heart filled with fear and despair.

Finally, she stopped at the bottom of the hillside, unable to move due to the pain, with multiple injuries all over her body and her clothes in tatters.

Mei Chuan Neiku stood on the hillside, looking at An Lan lying at the foot of the hill, a smug smile on his face.

He slowly walked down the hillside, approaching An Lan, saying repeatedly, "Haha, did you think you could escape my grasp? Now that you're in my hands, you can only be manipulated by me."

Mei Chuan Neiku walked to An Lan's side, squatted down, and stared down at An Lan with a look of mockery and smugness in his eyes.

An Lan's legs were covered in blood, and there were multiple abrasions on her arms. Blood kept seeping from the wounds, staining the surrounding ground red.

She endured the pain, glared fiercely at Mei Chuan Neiku, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't be so smug, you won't get away with this!"

Mei Chuan Neiku, however, was unimpressed. He stood up and began rummaging through An Lan's shelter for supplies, muttering to himself, "Once I take all the supplies here and bring you back, China will definitely send me even more supplies obediently."

At this moment, the live stream chat room had exploded with excitement.

Chinese viewers were extremely anxious upon seeing An Lan injured, and left numerous comments in the live chat hoping that Lu Fan could arrive as soon as possible.

"Great God Lu Fan, please save An Lan!"

"That despicable Mei Chuan Neiku, he must pay the price!"

Meanwhile, viewers in Japan cheered and applauded Umekawa's actions in the live stream.

"Lord Meichuan is amazing! The Chinese contestants are in for a world of trouble now!"

"Let them know the power of our Sakura Nation, hahaha!"

After searching the storeroom, Mei Chuan found nothing of value and angrily kicked over the shelf holding the medicinal herbs.

He muttered under his breath, "Damn it, there's nothing here, just some flowers and plants."

Soon, Mei Chuan Neiku came to An Lan's side again. An Lan struggled to stand up and resist, but due to her severe injuries, she was powerless to do so.

"Since there's no food, I'll eat you first!" Mei Chuan Neiku said with a lewd smile, approaching An Lan step by step, ready to make his move.

An Lan's eyes were already brimming with tears, but she gritted her teeth and held them back, thinking to herself: Even if I die, I cannot shed tears in front of the Japanese devils.

Just as Mei Chuan Neiku was getting carried away with his success.

"Da da, da da, da da~"

A rapid and powerful clatter of hooves swept in like a storm.

Then, a sharp arrow shot through the air like lightning.

"Ahhh~"

With a piercing scream, the arrow pierced Mei Chuan Neiku's shoulder, the powerful impact knocking him to the ground.

Mei Chuan Neiku was in so much pain that his eyes rolled back, and he howled on the ground like a dead dog.

Am I too late?