"Am I asleep?" She scratched her head.
"Hmph, not only is it asleep, it's laughing in its sleep."
"She probably had a good dream," she said, her face hidden in the shadows, a half-smile on her lips.
"What are you grinning about? If you hadn't been holding me back, I would have saved Young Master Shangguan long ago," the female warrior scolded.
When this person suddenly appeared, all she wanted to do was drop everything and run away. But it seems this burden is stuck to her like a leeway, impossible to shake off, so you really can't blame her.
"I didn't expect that while the Tianlong Sect's martial arts were lacking, their ability to surrender was quite impressive."
Before the swords even got close, she decisively gave up resisting, truly disgracing the name "Jianghu person".
"Isn't there a saying, 'A wise man submits to circumstances'?" She changed the subject. "Oh? Where is Young Master Shangguan?"
"How dare you ask!" The female knight raised her eyebrows, wishing she could swallow Yu Zigui whole. "Young Master Shangguan was taken away by thieves!"
"oh."
“Young Master Shangguan is handsome, but he doesn’t know martial arts. His journey is sure to be fraught with danger. If Young Master Shangguan…” The woman in yellow hesitated, her face filled with anxiety, “How am I supposed to explain this to the people of the martial world?”
What could possibly happen? At most, he'd lose money or his body. That would be good, letting him understand what's real and what's fake, so he wouldn't keep misunderstanding "monks."
She suppressed a laugh so as not to provoke the female knight-errant who was ready to fight for her lover.
"My master said that you may go to the guest room to rest, young master." A voice came from outside the prison door.
"No need, I'll just stay with the two ladies."
The door opened, and the masked man half-raised a torch: "Please."
His robes were spotless, his dark hair was perfectly styled, and he walked calmly into the cell, showing no signs of humiliation.
"Young Master Shangguan!" The female warrior immediately shielded him behind her.
The masked man ignored her hostility and politely said to Shangguan Yi, "Young master, please rest well." After saying that, he locked the prison door.
"How is the young master?"
"Thank you for your concern, young lady. I am perfectly fine." Shangguan Yi subtly shook off the female knight's touch.
"Where did they go looking for you, young master?"
"It's nothing more than demanding money," he replied matter-of-factly, as if he often faced such a situation.
"So, young master, you gave it to me?"
"nature."
"I am Ji Lan, a disciple of the Emei Sect Leader. Once we are out of danger, I will surely report your generosity to my master."
Yu Zigui listened with her eyes closed, only to find that the voice was clearly ingratiating, unlike the previous one. The next male voice sounded warm but was actually cold, polite yet distant. Everyone said he was a bodhisattva who saved people from suffering, but they didn't know how heartless this "god" could be when out of sight.
The distance between humans and gods is infinite, like night and day.
As she listened, her consciousness slowly began to fade. The stone wall behind her was cool, unlike the warmth beside her, and she instinctively looked in that direction…
Wait, it's warm?
She opened her eyes abruptly, meeting a pair of handsome eyes that seemed to be both smiling and not smiling. When had this person sat down next to her? She shifted to the side, inwardly cursing herself for being careless.
"Miss Yu wants to sleep again?" Ji Lan asked, her tone unfriendly, emphasizing the word "again".
"Hehe." She covered her mouth to yawn. "You two can discuss it. I have no objection."
"Then it's settled!"
"What?"
"You'll be in charge of drawing away the pursuers later, and I'll take Young Master Shangguan away from here."
"..." She looked to the other side speechlessly.
"Thank you for your help, Miss Yu."
She swore she saw Shangguan Yi's white teeth.
Real and distinct, each one clearly separated.
…………
"Young Master! Young Master! Someone come quick! Young Master Shangguan has fainted!" Ji Lan pounded on the door, her shrill voice almost piercing eardrums.
What incredibly realistic acting!
Covering his ears with one hand, Yu Zigui tugged at the female warrior who was deeply engrossed in her role: "Actually, since those thieves have already agreed on a price with Young Master Shangguan, they shouldn't harm us. Why don't we..."
Being content with one's lot is a virtue, and she really wanted to recommend it, but before she could even utter a word, the hero spat in her face.
"Shut up!"
She wisely sat back down and stared wide-eyed at the person who had supposedly fainted.
With a creak, the cell door opened. Before the guard could fully enter, Ji Lan leaped forward and struck the guard heavily on the top of the head.
"So cruel, so vicious," she exclaimed, her eyes widening.
"What are you standing there for!" Ji Lan glanced at her sideways. "Aren't you going to scout ahead?"