Translator – Xiao He Lian

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Chapter 65.2

Unexpectedly, he just took a step when his left leg was hugged by a pair of hands.

Wen Chi looked down.

It turned out to be Zhang Heng who crawled to his feet at some point.

Zhang Heng hugged Wen Chi’s left leg tightly like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.
He struggled to look up at Wen Chi and said bitterly,  “I was right, those two brothers are your men.”

Wen Chi said, “Unfortunately, you still guessed wrong.”

After saying that, he kicked Zhang Heng in the face, but he didn’t hold back his strength so Zhang Heng flinched and withdrew his arms that were holding his left leg.

Wen Chi ran away.

However, he was not familiar with this place and he was running rampant in the hazy night like a headless chicken.
What’s worse, there was no place to hide in this place, so he had to give up the idea of ​​hiding and could only move forward and desperately run.

The kidnappers who spotted him chased after him.

Wen Chi was exhausted from running that he could no longer feel them, and he ran slower and slower as the kidnappers behind him gradually closed the distance.

At this moment, his mind was filled with despair.

It’s over.
It’s over.
It’s over.
It’s over.

He seemed to be able to imagine the tragic end of being caught after trying to escape.

Just then, a kidnapper caught up behind him and even reached out and pulled Wen Chi by the hair.

Wen Chi staggered and fell straight forward.

The next moment, he bumped into a solid chest and a hand gently supported his waist.

Wen Chi buried his entire face on that chest and he could smell a familiar scent – a touch of sandalwood.

For a moment, Wen Chi’s mind went blank.

“Shi, Shi Ye…” Wen Chi wanted to raise his head but the person in front of him pushed his head back.
He unconsciously grabbed the clothes of the person in front of him, his hands were shaking and his pounding heart almost bursting through his throat, he whispered, “Shi Ye, you’re here.”

A slight sigh came from above his head: “Yes, Bengong is here.”

Hearing this extremely familiar voice, for some reason, Wen Chi felt tears welling up in his eyes and his heart, which was hanging on a tightrope, slowly fell into place.

For the first time, he found that he relied on Shi Ye so much.

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Even though Shi Ye often scared him and teased him, he always had a vague understanding in his heart that Shi Ye would not really kill him or do anything to him.

On the contrary, those kidnappers, whom he didn’t know, could have cut him with their long knives in the blink of an eye.

Wen Chi gasped for breath and the fear that had been suppressed was released instantly.
His eyes and the tip of his nose were sour and before he could even react, hot tears gushed out of his eyes.

“Shi Ye, why are you here?” Wen Chi’s voice was tinged with tears and trembling, “This place is so far from the capital, why are you here?”

Shi Ye stroked his hair, his movements were gentle but the words he uttered were cold: “If Bengong didn’t travel all the way here, how can I see your jokes?”

Wen Chi: “…”

It really is true that a dog’s mouth cannot spit out ivory teeth, the dog prince is too doggy.

Wen Chi wanted to speak but was interrupted by the kidnappers.

“Who are you?” The kidnappers roared under their breath, “Do you know whose territory this is? If you know what you’re doing, let the man go and get the hell out of my way.”

Just now when Shi Ye was talking to Wen Chi, the kidnappers were watching eagerly.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to make a sound but that they couldn’t move or make any sound for some reason.

It wasn’t until Shi Ye finished speaking that the kidnappers regained their freedom.

So the kidnappers looked at Shi Ye with a bit of fear in their eyes.

They had never seen this man in white before, and they did not know how he had managed to break through the guards outside and come to the courtyard unnoticed, maybe he was a martial arts practitioner.

But they don’t know martial arts, they can only use their fists head-on.
If they meet someone who practices martial arts, they cannot guess their chances of winning.

Seeing that the man in white didn’t speak, the kidnappers became a little more courageous, thinking that maybe this man is an embroidered pillow1(someone with superficial skills) with good lightness skills and could only do some superficial skills to scare them.

“Hey, we’re talking to you!” Another kidnapper clenched the long knife in his hand and strode forward, “Let that person go, otherwise you won’t be able to go out standing up tonight.”

After the kidnapper finished speaking, the man in white who was only two steps away from him slowly raised his eyes.

The man in white was tall, dressed in snow-white, a ghostly figure in the silvery white moonlight, and he wore a pure black half mask, revealing the other half of his face to be extremely beautiful.

The kidnapper stared blankly at the half of his face, he even caught his breath.

The man in white stared at the kidnapper indifferently.
After a moment, the corner of his thin mouth raised, and he said, “Just you?”

The kidnapper was stunned for a moment and when he realized that he was being underestimated, he immediately became angry.
After uttering a few extremely vulgar words, he raised his long knife and tried to slash at Shi Ye.

Shi Ye stood there quietly, unmoved.

When the kidnapper’s long knife came down, he suddenly raised his hand and a gust of wind was brewed in his palm and he attacked the kidnapper violently.

The kidnapper didn’t expect Shi Ye’s martial arts to be so powerful, with just a raise of his hand he was able to knock out the long knife in his hand.
He was only stunned for a moment and then he clenched his fists and rushed towards Shi Ye.

Unexpectedly, when Shi Ye waved his hand, another gust of wind hit him.

The strong wind swept straight through the kidnapper’s neck.

The others merely blinked and saw their accomplice freeze still in an instant.

Soon, the head fell off his neck and rolled to their feet, a pair of eyes staring straight at them.

1(someone with superficial skills)

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