While Ji Fengyao was in a deep sleep, she seemed to hear someone speaking into her soul.

But who could be so close to her soul?

Is that Master?

In her hazy state of consciousness, Ji Fengyao was unable to think clearly, but she could feel a pure spiritual energy flowing directly into her dantian. Her whole body felt warm and cozy, as if someone was carefully protecting and caring for her.

Ji Fengyao instinctively thought that this person was Shang Xiye;

Because the only person who could treat her with such gentleness and consideration, and be so close to her, was Shang Xiye.

Shang Beiyu transferred half of his spiritual power to Ji Fengyao. Considering that he would leave soon and not want to disturb anyone, and after confirming that she was alright, he stopped.

"What a worrying little thing, how can you act so recklessly? I wish I could have you by my side sooner." Shang Beiyu's expression was gentle, his eyes soft, and his voice was as light and pleasant as the sound of a musical instrument: "They call you Yao'er, Yao Yao, Little Yao'er, all of which are related to your name. I don't think that's good. From now on, when we're alone, I'll call you Little Darling, okay?"

"If you don't speak, I'll take that as a yes," Shang Beiyu said softly to himself, "Little Darling."

Ji Fengyao heard soft whispers in her ear, but she couldn't quite make out what they were saying. She only felt that the voices were exceptionally pleasant and gentle, and it seemed as if they were calling her by her childhood nickname, "Little Jiaojiao".

It was her master; only her master called her "Little Darling".

She was very happy, just like when she used to rely on her master, and instinctively moved closer to him, nuzzling him with her little head.

Shang Beiyu was taken aback by her soft and dependent actions, and his heart suddenly pounded like a deer. A beautiful smile bloomed on his lips: "So this is what mutual affection feels like. This is the first time in my life that I have felt this way. My little darling, this is what you gave me. I like it very much."

He longed to stay with her like this forever, even if they did nothing, he would be happy.

But he discovered her a little too late, and her personality was different from other women; it wasn't the right time to win her heart yet.

After Shang Xiye followed Ji Chenhai to his military camp, he felt uneasy.

After finally finishing recounting his childhood experiences with Black Owl in Black Purgatory and how they wiped out Black Purgatory, he immediately stood up and said, "Father-in-law, Black Owl, Fengming, I'll go back and check on Yaoyao before I come back."

Seeing how concerned he was about Ji Fengyao, Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao didn't laugh at him. Instead, they thought the young couple's good relationship was exactly what they wanted to see.

Shang Xiye ran all the way back.

When he ran back to his commander's tent, he saw the thick curtain hanging down gently swaying, as if it were being blown by the wind. For some reason, he felt a surge of anger.

But when he returned to his tent, he found only the sleeping young female bandit inside.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of her lips, a sweet, shallow smile. Her sleeping face was peaceful and adorable, and just one glance melted his heart.

Could it be that he misses her so much that even after only being away for a short while, he is still so restless?

Shang Xiye walked over to the little bandit and, as if obsessively, tucked the blanket around her again.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, the sleeping little bandit girl reached out and grabbed him.

This slightly cold touch is not the pleasant touch it used to have!

Following her instincts, the sleeping bandit girl disgustedly tossed the cold hand away, muttered something unsatisfactorily, rolled over in her blanket, and went back to sleep.