In Huhe Hao’s eyes, Ji Yinshu had already become his prey.

He released the hand that had been gripping her chin.

The corner of his mouth carried a smile that declared his ownership.

Then he stood up and walked before Bai Yin, telling him, “The woman you want—now, I’m taking her.”

His tone brooked no argument!

A flicker of surprise crossed Bai Yin’s expressionless face, his brow furrowing slightly as his fists clenched tight.

Huhe Hao could see his anger and unwillingness. Then, with one hand moving from front to back, he grasped the back of his neck.

He pulled him forward!

Their foreheads pressed against each other.

Huhe Hao looked into those cold, stern eyes and said, “Bai Yin, what you should be asking me for isn’t a woman, but the ambition to strike directly into the Central Plains. Once we enter the Central Plains, I’ll give you as many women as you want.”

But—

Bai Yin told him clearly: “I only want this woman.”

“Fine!”

He released him.

The two pulled apart.

Huhe Hao pointed at Ji Yinshu. “If you truly want this woman, then I’ll kill her.”

Eh!

Bai Yin froze!

He knew that Huhe Hao was always a man of his word—the kind who, when ruthless enough, would even kill himself.

Extremely terrifying!

Huhe Hao was only waiting for one word from him.

If he wanted her, he would kill Ji Yinshu. If he didn’t, then the woman would belong to him.

Wasn’t this just playing dirty?

The determination in Bai Yin’s eyes gradually dissipated.

Finally—

He backed down!

“I want her alive.”

“Hahaha…” Huhe Hao ordered his men, “Take this woman away.”

Two people immediately came forward and dragged Ji Yinshu up.

She was like a commodity, pushed around from person to person.

She just couldn’t understand why Bai Yin cared so much about her.

After she was taken away—

Huhe Hao said to Bai Yin, “Bai Yin, reality is like this—whatever you want, you must have the ability to take it.”

Having said this, he left!

Bai Yin stood in place, his gaze lowered.

But his hands were clenched tightly into fists.

The veins on the backs of his hands bulged!

Ba Tu, who had been trembling in fear the whole time, only dared to raise his head after Huhe Hao left.

He touched his nose that was no longer bleeding, and the suppressed fury in his heart exploded again.

Having been beaten like this by Bai Yin, of course he couldn’t just let it go.

So—he glanced at Bai Yin, then reached out a finger and poked at his arm, laughing, “Bai Yin, the woman you wanted ran away from my bed, and now she’s gone to the chief’s bed. How about that? Doesn’t it feel good, does it? I thought you had some guts, but turns out… you’re just a coward who can’t even protect the woman he wants.”

His thick, fat finger kept poking and poking!

Like a fan, continuously fanning the flames of anger in Bai Yin’s heart.

Bai Yin exercised extreme restraint.

He just shot Ba Tu a cold look.

An expression that said, “Haven’t you been beaten enough?”

But Ba Tu was exactly the kind of person who liked to pluck hair from a tiger’s tail.

He continued with a laugh, “If I were you, I’d risk my life to get the woman I love. In front of me, you can act tough, but in front of the chief, we’re all the same.”

Bai Yin didn’t want to deal with him and turned to leave.

Ba Tu shouted at his back, “What do you think the chief takes you for? He treats you like a dog!”

A dog!

These three words completely enraged him.

He turned around, raised his foot, and kicked out.

He kicked Ba Tu directly in the chest, sending him flying a meter away.

He landed on a table.

The table was even crushed, breaking into two pieces.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Ba Tu clutched his chest and coughed up blood.

His nose bled again too.

Before he could get up, Bai Yin stepped on his chest.

Warning him, “If you dare say another word, I’ll cut out your tongue.”

“If you have the guts, just kill me.”

“I don’t want to dirty my hands.”

With that, Bai Yin kicked his stomach again.

Then he left.

Leaving Ba Tu lying miserably on the ground.

This was a textbook example of courting death.

…

Ji Yinshu had been taken from one tent to another by various people.

Now she had been brought to Huhe Hao’s tent.

With all this dragging around, the sky had already darkened!

Huhe Hao’s tent was different from others’—his was very large, divided into inner and outer sections.

The inner section had a bed, while the outer section was covered with carpets. A large screen stood across the space, carved with several lifelike snow wolves. In front of the screen sat a low table.

Ji Yinshu was forced to sit by the low table.

After Huhe Hao entered, he sat down beside her and had people bring food and strong liquor.

He poured a cup of wine and pushed it in front of Ji Yinshu.

“Drink it.” His tone was commanding.

Ji Yinshu coldly replied, “I don’t drink alcohol.”

“In our Yuedan, men drink, and women can drink too.”

“I’m not a woman from your Yuedan.”

“What? Are women from the Central Plains never allowed to drink?”

She smiled slightly and didn’t answer again.

Huhe Hao wasn’t angry either. He took the wine back and downed it in one gulp, then looked at her with interest. His tall body leaned forward, drawing closer as he said, “You don’t seem afraid of me.”

She leaned to the side and asked, “If I said I was afraid, would you let me go?”

“What do you think?”

Of course not.

Any fool would know there was no reason to release prey that had already been caught.

Ji Yinshu’s hand had already secretly reached into her sleeve, gripping the handle of a dagger.

Huhe Hao’s face wore an extremely wicked smile. With one foot, he kicked away the low table that stood between them.

The wine pot on the table suddenly fell over, rolling onto the carpet.

He then pressed closer and closer to Ji Yinshu. She tried to retreat, but he seized her waist. Unable to break free, her body gradually fell toward the ground.

“Can you still escape?”

Her wrist tightened as she drew the dagger and thrust it toward Huhe Hao’s neck.

But—

That man seemed to have already perceived her intentions.

The moment the dagger was drawn from her sleeve, her wrist was fiercely seized.

Then—

The man swiftly snatched the dagger from her hand and held it against her neck.

“Interesting!”

Huhe Hao pressed down on her.

Ji Yinshu’s entire body was pinned against the tiger skin, her eyes widening slightly as she stared directly at this man.

“This is Ba Tu’s dagger. He never goes anywhere without it. How did you get it?”

“Is that difficult?”

“I’m becoming more and more interested in you.” He smiled, speaking as he moved the dagger from Ji Yinshu’s neck slowly downward.

He hooked it on her open collar and slowly lifted it.

Ji Yinshu said, “You’d better let me go.”

The dagger paused. Huhe Hao asked, “On what grounds?”

“On the grounds of Third Master of Houliao.”

Eh!

Third Master of Houliao?

That would be Tang Si’s father!

A flash of surprise clearly crossed Huhe Hao’s eyes. Thinking he had misheard, he asked again, “What did you say?”