"What about Luo Mei and the others..."
"Don't worry, those two are exceptionally capable. Unless the Ghost King personally intervenes, capturing them will be difficult." He took a sip of the slightly chilled tea, finding the taste unbecoming of his noble character, and put down the cup, refusing to drink any more.
Feng Guang's fingers twirled the ribbon on her clothes. After hesitating for a long time, she slowly asked, "Then... once we reach the Guanghe Desert, will you really let me leave?"
"Of course, once we reach the Guanghe Desert, that will be my territory. I'm only keeping you here to ensure I can return home. By then, it will be useless for me to keep you here."
She breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled, "You said it yourself."
"Yes, I said so." Xue An's lips curved into a familiar smile again. This girl can be quite shrewd sometimes, but why can't she learn her lesson sometimes? Didn't he say that men's words can't be trusted?
Following this river leads out of Tongcheng, and not far beyond is the border. The surrounding scenery gradually becomes desolate, the river channel becomes narrower and narrower, and the withered reeds add to the desolation.
Feng Guang's sensitive skin felt the increasingly dry air and she patted her face uncomfortably. Suddenly, the boat rocked, and she lost her balance and fell forward, coincidentally landing in his arms. In an instant, a strong masculine scent wafted over her, and her face flushed with the hues of the sunset.
She looked up, intending to back away, but her eyes met his. Their gazes locked, and she momentarily forgot to react. At that moment, his chest and her body seemed to be the hardest and softest things in the world. Even though he wore the mask of an ordinary man's face, when she looked into his eyes, she felt weak all over. Her arms, which had been supporting her on his chest, went limp, and she fell back into his firm embrace.
Xue An subconsciously placed his hand on her waist, and then he felt like he was going crazy. He actually saw... infatuation in the eyes of a woman who had seen his terrifying face before? And this infatuation, along with the fragrance emanating from her body, seemed to have a magical, two-way effect.
"I'm...I'm sorry..." She stammered as she stepped back and sat down, then retreated even further.
He narrowed his eyes slightly without making a sound, and chuckled softly, "It's nothing, no need to apologize."
Her head was almost touching her chest.
"Sir, we've arrived at our destination," the boatman called out. The boat had been shaking because it had docked at the shore.
Upon hearing the sound, Feng Guang immediately had an excuse to run out; the atmosphere in the cabin was too awkward for her to bear.
Xue An felt deeply that he had become a fearsome wolf and tiger. Usually, he would just enjoy the fear others felt towards him. But now, his feelings were a little subtle that he himself did not admit. He sat quietly for a few seconds before getting off the boat. The girl who had just been hiding from him was now completely attracted by the desolate desert scenery around her.
The boatman said, "The boat can only go this far. From here on, you'll have to walk the rest of the way on your own."
Xue An nodded. "Okay, you can go back now."
"Yes, sir, take care." The boatman poled back the way he came and soon disappeared from sight.
Feng Guang tilted his head and said, "I didn't expect you to have so many subordinates in the Great Wei Kingdom."
"There are many things you haven't thought of yet." He tore off a human skin mask from his face and casually threw it into the murky water.
Seeing that he had revealed his face, she asked, "Don't you need to wear a human skin mask anymore?"
“Once we cross the border, we won’t need it anymore.” He took out a silver mask from somewhere and put it on his face, which perfectly covered his imperfect right cheek, leaving only his handsome left cheek exposed.
Feng Guang didn't ask him why he wore a mask; she simply asked out of pure curiosity, "Why is your face burned?"
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