Baili Weisheng had guessed correctly!

That very day, Jun Beiyue and Ziqing returned to the Three Realms Territory, and after handling the post-war matters, took Xiong Xiaobao and Baili Xiaosheng and headed straight for the southern border.

Baili Weisheng stayed behind, keeping Mi’er with him.

Jun Beiyue had said he’d already sent people to the Meng clan to gather information, and had Baili Weisheng take charge of Mi’er.

Anyone with sense knew — rather than scouring the whole world for Xuanyuan Lige and Meng Wanyue, it was far better to start with this girl.

Baili Weisheng brought Mi’er to the eastern side of the Innocent Ravine, to Dong Qin’s military camp.

The defeated Dong Qin army had left the entire camp empty — those who’d fled had fled, those who’d died had died, leaving nothing but desolation.

Within the vast, empty camp, only Mi’er and Baili Weisheng remained.

Ever since rescuing Han Ziqing from the world of poison beasts, Baili Weisheng had rarely had such idle time to himself.

Now, finally free again on his own, he had no choice but to face this girl pretending to be deaf and mute before him.

Though he wasn’t exactly a paragon of virtue, he didn’t like putting hands on women either.

He didn’t torture her, didn’t even bind her — he simply brought her before the main tent and had her sit.

As for himself, he sat cross-legged, a blade of wild grass between his lips, sometimes propping his chin with both hands, sometimes resting his feet on his knees, his handsome, refined face knit in a slight frown, seemingly wrestling with something.

Though Baili Weisheng did nothing at all, it was precisely this attitude of his that left Mi’er trembling with fear. If not for the conviction deep in her heart — the conviction to buy her young master more time — she would have begged for mercy long ago.

This man, just as silent as she was, yet who had stared at her for three full days straight — he was terrifying!

What exactly was he thinking? What exactly would he do next?

Mi’er couldn’t even begin to imagine!

Especially this kind of refined, scholarly rogue — utterly impossible to read.

Yet, impossible as he was to read, unimaginable as his intentions were, she couldn’t help but keep wondering what he might do to her next!

At first, Mi’er had dared to look Baili Weisheng in the eye, glaring at him with fierce hostility — but somewhere along the way, without even realizing it, she’d already lowered her head.

Three days had passed now, and her eyelids were nearly drooping shut, genuinely exhausted.

Yet the man before her seemed as though he needed no sleep at all, still watching her unblinkingly.

Mi’er forced herself to stay awake, exhausted yet not daring to sleep — this kind of torment felt more painful than any actual interrogation!

Finally, on the fourth morning, Baili Weisheng lazily stretched, muttering to himself, “Spring slumber knows no dawn, only fools trouble themselves so — ask you, you won’t say, this young scholar’s in a bad way!”

Mi’er didn’t understand what he’d said, but seeing him finally speak, she snapped to alert attention, startled.

He’s in a bad way?

What did that mean?

What was he about to do?

Yet, who would have guessed — Baili Weisheng yawned and simply lay down and fell asleep right there!

Seeing this, Mi’er grew even more alert.

This scholar was truly strange.

For a moment, Mi’er didn’t dare do anything, staring blankly at Baili Weisheng. Before long, she heard his deep, steady breathing.

Was he really asleep?

Mi’er badly wanted to move, desperate to flee at once, to go find her young master.

Yet, in the end, she still didn’t dare.

As time passed, two hours later, Mi’er couldn’t resist reaching out to give Baili Weisheng a tentative push, testing him.

She spoke timidly, “Hey, wake up!”

“Hey, are you alright? I’ll tell you where my young master went.”

Yet Baili Weisheng remained utterly unresponsive, sleeping as soundly as a dead pig.

A flicker of delight crossed Mi’er’s eyes. Rather than fleeing right away, she slowly drew a gleaming dagger from her sleeve.

The sharp blade, silent and unnoticed, pressed against Baili Weisheng’s chest. Seeing he still showed no reaction, her eyes turned cold, and she plunged it in with all her strength!

The moment she struck, even Mi’er herself was startled, hastily releasing her grip, nearly crying out in shock.

Yet, at that very instant, Baili Weisheng’s eyes suddenly snapped open. He glanced down at his own chest, blood gushing freely, then slowly lifted his gaze toward Mi’er. “You… you…”

Before the words could finish leaving his mouth, Baili Weisheng’s eyes rolled back, and his head slumped forward!

“Ahh…”

Mi’er screamed, and though her legs had gone weak with fright, she still scrambled to her feet and fled without looking back!

She’d killed someone!

She’d actually killed that scholar!

Having gone without sleep for days, exhausted beyond words, Mi’er still managed to run remarkably fast — perhaps nothing runs faster than a desperate flight for one’s life.

Yet once she’d fled, Baili Weisheng, lying motionless on the ground, opened his eyes at last, casually pulling the dagger from his chest and tearing off a strip of his robe to bind the wound!

Whether it was thanks to his Gu-cultivator’s body, or simply because the girl’s strike had been far too weak, either way, a single stab like that certainly wasn’t enough to kill him.

As he tended to his wound, Baili Weisheng muttered to himself, “Spring slumber knows no dawn, only fools trouble themselves so…”

After a good while, he rose to give chase after Mi’er. How far could this girl possibly run? He held complete control over the situation.

After days of stalemate without extracting anything useful from her, it was better to just let her run — this fiercely loyal girl would surely go straight to find Xuanyuan Lige!

Run along, run along — he’d follow leisurely from behind.

Mi’er fled as though running for her life, and it was hard to say how long she’d been running when her legs finally gave out, collapsing entirely. She lay sprawled flat on the ground, gasping for breath, so exhausted her eyelids could barely stay open!

Though desperate, anxious to reach her young master, she truly couldn’t run another step.

She felt so, so sleepy, and before she knew it, she’d drifted off — only to sleep straight through two full days and nights!

On the morning of the third day, still half in a daze, Mi’er suddenly sensed someone beside her.

Her entire body froze in terror, but the moment she opened her eyes and saw it was a young woman, she let out a breath of relief!

She thought to herself, she’d truly been scaring herself over nothing — that scholar was already dead by her own hand, how could he possibly have caught up with her again?

Still, faced with a stranger, Mi’er remained wary. “Who are you!”

“You’re finally awake. Why were you out here alone in this desolate wilderness?” the young woman asked, curious.

She spoke quickly, and Mi’er couldn’t make out her lip movements clearly. She immediately scrambled up and backed away. “Who are you? What do you want?”

The young woman sighed helplessly. “Girl, I was just passing by. Seeing a young woman like you sleeping out in the wilderness worried me, so I’ve been watching over you all night.”

Only then did Mi’er manage to catch the shape of her lips clearly, roughly grasping what she’d said.

“Thank you,” Mi’er said flatly, turning to leave.

Yet the young woman chased after her, asking urgently, “Girl, do you happen to know where the Crown Prince of Dong Qin is now? I heard he went missing after his defeat.”

Mi’er, with her back turned, hadn’t heard the sound at all. Seeing her draw closer, she quickened her pace.

The young woman asked several more times, and seeing Mi’er remain unresponsive, finally reached out and grabbed her arm. “You… you can’t hear!”

Mi’er shot her a cold glance, shaking off her arm, saying coldly, “Miss, I don’t know you, and I have urgent business to attend to. Forgive me for not keeping you company — please stop following me!”

“I just want to ask about the Dong Qin Crown Prince’s whereabouts,” the young woman said innocently. Yet the moment these words left her mouth, Mi’er immediately backed away, staring at her in alarm.