Chapter 6

Who knew how far they’d gone before the man brought Luo Huanghun to a concealed mountain cave.

Warming his bed was absolutely impossible. She’d had her acupoints sealed and was tossed to the side, watching as the man blocked the cave entrance with branches, camouflaging it flawlessly.

Luo Huanghun calculated the time and location, unsure how long it would take Luo Chenghui to notice she hadn’t returned and find this place.

As for Ren Jingsi, she’d never pinned any hopes on him. He’d only tagged along for his own reputation—he’d never waste thought on her.

He’d probably be delighted if Luo Huanghun just vanished like this.

The man stood guard at the cave entrance with a dagger. Footsteps approached outside, then faded away. He exhaled in relief and returned to Luo Huanghun’s side.

Without a word, this man actually turned his back to her and started undressing!

His honey-colored back was revealed, not an ounce of excess fat—all solid, dense muscle. No wonder carrying her had been so effortless.

Luo Huanghun spaced out. She hadn’t expected the man to suddenly turn around. She hurriedly squeezed her eyes shut, but her earlobes were already burning red.

She heard the man’s laughter again. He said: “Now I believe you’re not some spy. No spy would be this childish, blushing this easily.”

“I never was!” Luo Huanghun snapped, all the pent-up anger from being inexplicable rage from being abducted boiling over. She jerked her eyes open, ready to curse further, but met a pair of eyes deep with amusement.

With the sharpness gone, the man looked remarkably easygoing.

Only the scent of blood in the air grew heavier. Luo Huanghun glanced down and saw a gruesome wound on his waist and abdomen, flesh torn open. She gasped in shock.

This man had just walked like that without a sound? And he could still joke and laugh the whole time.

“Just a minor injury, nothing much. I can’t reach my back. Help me bandage it, and I’ll send you back tomorrow morning.”

Luo Huanghun agreed immediately. As long as she could go back, bandaging a wound was nothing.

The man released her acupoints, then sat with his back to her. Luo Huanghun stared blankly at her empty hands: “Bandage it with what?”

The man turned impatiently, looked Luo Huanghun up and down, then reached out and grabbed her skirt hem, flipping it up to seize her outer skirt and tear off a strip from her inner garment. He waved it at her: “This works, doesn’t it?”

What man flips a girl’s skirt like that!

Luo Huanghun was apoplectic. She watched the man’s arm waving before her and couldn’t help but bite down on it.

The man didn’t dodge. He hissed, shaking Luo Huanghun off: “Are you a dog? Biting people?”

Luo Huanghun sneered: “Lecher!”

Only then did the man realize his impropriety. He tossed the white cloth to Luo Huanghun, rubbed his nose, turned away, and muttered quietly: “Been around men too long. Forgot.”

Luo Huanghun was speechless. She took the cloth—under the eaves, one must bow their head. Gritting her teeth, she bandaged him.

Since the wound was on his waist and abdomen, Luo Huanghun had to reach around him to wrap it. As she stretched, her face pressed against his back.

Both of them froze. Luo Huanghun had never been this close to a man before—not even in her two marriages.

Her hand unconsciously tightened. The man grunted and seized her wrist, but as he turned his head, his lips brushed past Luo Huanghun’s. Both went rigid again.

Half a day passed before the man found his voice: “Do you even know how to bandage a wound!”

Luo Huanghun’s wrist ached, and she was thoroughly annoyed. Her eyes unwittingly welled up. She looked up, her eyes like a fawn’s, staring at the man: “If I don’t know how, no one does!”

The man silently turned back around.

After Luo Huanghun finished bandaging him, she leaned against the cave wall and ignored him, her face still burning. She didn’t know how to face him. Who knew how long passed before Luo Huanghun fell asleep.

The man watched her, then suddenly noticed a sachet that had fallen from her skirt hem. He picked it up and took a sniff—his expression abruptly changed.