Liu Yifu thought he was going to die.
In the darkness, he heard faint footsteps lingering in his ears, carrying a sense of melancholy:
"Why isn't he awake yet? Hasn't the fever already gone down?"
"Those damned bandits have become increasingly rampant lately; we probably can't stay here any longer!"
"If he doesn't wake up soon, we can't just take him with us on our journey..."
He struggled to open his eyelids, his throat burning, and uttered the first word in a hoarse voice:
"water……"
Footsteps approached quickly, and a slightly dark-skinned face came into view. The boy's eyes were bright and he seemed very surprised: "You're awake? I'll go get you some water right away!"
As the water bottle was brought to his lips, Liu Yifu swallowed with gusto. His parched throat was finally relieved, and he regained some strength. He tried to sit up, but the movement aggravated the injury on his back, causing him intense pain.
The boy quickly stopped him, saying, "Your injuries are serious. Don't move. Let me help you up."
Liu Yi sat up again and calmly surveyed his surroundings. It was a cave, with slippery moss crawling on the rock walls, dripping water, and the air filled with the damp smell of earth.
He also remembered that he led a group of men out of the city to set up an ambush, and the bandits fell into their trap, resulting in a thrilling battle between the two sides.
He didn't know martial arts, so he wielded his sword and halberd and stabbed at the enemy haphazardly. Although he lacked any skill, the enemy couldn't get close for a while. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the bandits were killed or wounded. Originally, this ambush could have ended beautifully.
However, sometime during the time when Liu Yifu brought his men, bandits infiltrated his ranks. They turned against him and seriously injured him. They intended to capture him alive, but his men fought desperately to protect him.
He only remembered that the horse carried him away in a panic, and he rolled down the hillside due to exhaustion, after which he lost consciousness.
Thinking of this, his eyes involuntarily reddened.
Those who tried to protect him, nine times out of ten, are already...
His gaze fell on the boy's face, and Liu Yifu felt that he looked somewhat familiar: "Did you save me? Thank you for your help..."
The boy looked surprised and blurted out, "Lord Liu, you don't remember me?"
Liu Yi frowned. The other person's tone made it seem as if they knew him. His gaze suddenly fell on the boy's right hand, where he was wearing a pair of black finger cots that were inexplicably conspicuous.
Something flashed through his mind, but the other person was already talking non-stop: "We've met before. My father was imprisoned for some reason, but it was later proven that he was innocent. My cousin-in-law even took me to thank you for your help..."
At this point, he scratched his head as if embarrassed, "My name is Feng Zhiwen."
Liu Yifu's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse: "Your cousin-in-law is... Shen Tangning?"
Feng Zhiwen blinked and chuckled, "You remembered?"
It's no wonder Liu Yifu didn't recognize him. He had only met Feng Zhiwen once before. Back then, the boy was lost and dejected, like a stray dog, shrouded in gloom, looking completely different from his current appearance.
Liu Yi closed her eyes again, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she found it absurd: "How did you end up here?"
The probability of encountering an acquaintance here, who happens to save him from serious injury, is practically one in ten thousand.
Feng Zhiwen was lively and seemed to have endless things to say: "This is a long story. My cousin arranged this job for me so that I could gain some experience."
"I was just passing through on a mission, but I never expected to see you, Lord Liu, lying unconscious in the sand, your blood staining the sand red..."
Liu Yi listened to his rambling on. He appeared calm on the surface, but his mind was in turmoil. No one knew the turmoil he was experiencing at that moment.
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