After Bai Yin went out, he stood outside for quite a while.

He turned to look at the tent behind him, as if he could penetrate this barrier and see Ji Yinshu inside!

Gradually, those cold, cruel eyes of his darkened.

After leaving, he went to find Huhe Hao!

And at this moment…

Huhe Hao was still thinking about what Ji Yinshu had said earlier.

This was the first time anyone had seen him so troubled over a woman’s words.

He was the Tibetan mastiff of the grasslands!

When Bai Yin entered, he saw him with one hand propped against his forehead, his expression grave.

Hearing someone enter, Huhe Hao raised his head and looked at him.

He seemed unconcerned about his entering without reporting.

He only asked, “What are you here for?”

Bai Yin didn’t speak, just looked at him.

Huhe Hao then stood up and walked before him.

The two made eye contact.

Bai Yin said, “That woman—I want you to give her to me!”

Very stubborn.

Huhe Hao replied, “The woman you want has already been locked up by me. She’s a dangerous person.”

A reminder!

But—

Bai Yin didn’t care. “So what?”

Huhe Hao’s eyes were sharp as he asked, “Do you know who she is?”

“…”

He didn’t know. This was precisely why he had come to find Huhe Hao.

Huhe Hao’s face was stern as he told him, “Bai Yin, listen. Any woman is fine, but not her.”

“Why?”

“Because of Third Master of Houliao!”

Eh?

Bai Yin was puzzled.

He knew who Third Master of Houliao was.

But—

What relationship did that woman have with Houliao?

He waited for Huhe Hao to explain.

Huhe Hao glanced outside the tent, seemingly wary of something, then stared into Bai Yin’s cold eyes and said, “That woman not only knows Third Master of Houliao, she also knows why we’re not in a hurry to attack Houliao. She said that Houliao’s people are all searching for her now. I’ve already sent A Mulang to investigate. If it’s true, then in order to wait for our reinforcements to arrive, this woman cannot come to harm, nor can she die. Otherwise, Houliao will raise their troops at any time, and then we won’t be able to return to Yuedan.”

Bai Yin was shocked!

He finally understood why Ji Yinshu had said those things earlier.

He asked, “What if it’s not true?”

“If it’s not true…” A murderous glint flashed across Huhe Hao’s face. “Then anyone who knows our secret cannot be kept alive. She must be killed!”

“…”

Huhe Hao reached out and patted his shoulder, saying, “Bai Yin, you must understand—women mean nothing to us. What we want is to take the Central Plains.”

“…”

“In the future, whatever woman you want, I’ll give her to you.”

Bai Yin looked at him without speaking.

Then—

He left.

Just left like that.

Huhe Hao wasn’t angry!

Toward Bai Yin, he had plenty of patience!

Because—

Bai Yin was his savior.

A few years ago, to obtain a superior snow wolf, Huhe Hao had ridden his horse in pursuit all the way into the densest forest in the western region. As a result, he encountered thick fog and was trapped inside. He stayed in there for more than twenty days. With no food, he even killed the horse that had followed him. Finally, with no food left, he thought he would surely die. Moreover, many hungry wolves appeared at that time, pouncing on him one after another, nearly biting him to death. It was at that moment that he encountered Bai Yin. Bai Yin tore those hungry wolves apart with his bare hands, thus rescuing the dying Huhe Hao. He carried him out of that misty forest and sent him back to Yuedan.

Huhe Hao kept him in Yuedan and gave him a new name—Bai Yin.

The name Bai Yin represented the leader of the wolf clan in Yuedan.

So from that day on, Bai Yin stayed by his side at all times. Over the years, he helped him fight battles and faced life and death with him.

Everyone in the entire tribe knew Bai Yin’s importance to Huhe Hao, but some people felt that Huhe Hao simply needed a dog—a dog that would stay by his side and die for him. So whenever Bai Yin heard others call him a dog, he would fly into a rage.

Ba Tu was an example!

After leaving Huhe Hao’s tent, Bai Yin went to his own tent. He sat inside blankly for a long time.

Then—

His hand reached toward his chest and grasped something.

He pulled it out.

It was a yellowed piece of paper, folded neatly.

He carefully opened it bit by bit.

The contents gradually revealed themselves before his eyes.

It was—a portrait.

The person in the portrait had a petite figure, wearing a bright red garment without any embellishments. Her jet-black hair naturally cascaded over her shoulders. Her clear, bright pupils conveyed gentleness and wisdom. Beneath her curved willow-leaf brows, her eyes covered by long lashes showed sadness. If one stared at them long enough, they actually seemed somewhat cold.

Such a woman inspired love and admiration!

But what was surprising was that the woman in the painting bore a striking resemblance to Ji Yinshu.

To say they looked exactly alike would not be an exaggeration at all.

But judging from the yellowing of the paper, it was at least several decades old.

At that time, Ji Yinshu hadn’t even been born yet.

Bai Yin’s originally cold eyes gradually reddened.

He touched the person in the portrait, his hands trembling.

…

On another side.

Qin Xi sat in the tent hugging her knees, head lowered, her face covered in grime.

Her whole body was shaking.

Those men had gradually selected and taken away many women. Now only five remained in the tent.

Because her back was injured, Chen Yun hadn’t been selected either.

“Qin Xi,” she called out.

Qin Xi looked at her. “What is it?”

“What do you think has happened to Jingyun by now?”

She shook her head. “I don’t know either. I hope she’s alright.”

“It’s been so long. Surely…” She didn’t dare continue that thought. She tugged at Qin Xi’s clothing again and said, “If I’d known, I should have just let them whip me to death.”

“Don’t you dare talk nonsense.”

“I…”

“As long as we’re still alive, there’s hope we can escape.” Qin Xi gripped her hand tightly.

Just then—

A group of people passed by outside.

The two immediately embraced each other, afraid that men were coming in to select people.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm.

And Qin Xi, risking danger, said to Chen Yun, “I’ll go take a look.”

“Qin Xi.”

“Don’t worry.”

Qin Xi crawled on her knees toward the tent entrance.

Carefully pulling aside a corner, she looked outside.

Outside it was already completely dark, with torches lit everywhere.

There were also many people on patrol.

To escape would be simply wishful thinking.

Suddenly—

A shadow flashed over…

Swiftly slitting the throats of the two Yuedan guards outside the door, killing them with one stroke.

As the person entered, they immediately covered Qin Xi’s mouth…