In the dark mountain cave, rubble was scattered everywhere. Ye Yueying held a torch, moving through the cave with difficulty.
After walking for a short while, Ye Yueying smelled a strong scent of blood and heard pained moans.
"Who’s there?!"
"A guard?"
"The master is over here. Why aren’t you coming to help?"
Hearing the shouting, Ye Yueying immediately realized that Ren Feng was just ahead. However, due to the weak light from the torch, she couldn’t clearly see the situation.
Ye Yueying tightened her grip on the sword in her hand and carefully moved closer.
Judging by the sounds, it seemed that both Ren Feng and his men were injured, and someone appeared to be trapped under a pile of rocks.
Ren Feng...
Ye Yueying slowly approached.
"Why are you dawdling? Hurry up!"
Someone urged in pain.
Soon, a middle-aged man, pinned under a massive boulder with half his body trapped, came into Ye Yueying’s view.
"Hurry up and help lift the rock off me."
Seeing that he couldn’t move, Ye Yueying ignored him, glanced around, and asked, "Where’s the master? I’ll save the master first."
The middle-aged man didn’t think much and pointed in a direction.
Ye Yueying looked in the pointed direction and indeed saw two faint figures leaning against the stone wall several meters away, panting heavily.
Recalling that Ren Feng had been injured earlier and was likely in worse condition now, Ye Yueying didn’t hesitate. She gripped her sword and charged directly at the two figures with lethal intent.
Among the two figures, one was indeed Ren Feng. As Ye Yueying attacked, Ren Feng seemed to have anticipated it. He grabbed the person next to him as a shield to block the sword, then hobbled quickly deeper into the cave.
By the time Ye Yueying dealt with the one blocking her blade, Ren Feng had already vanished.
Ye Yueying immediately held her sword and gave chase. As she entered a slightly more spacious cavern, Ren Feng, hiding behind a rock, suddenly launched a surprise attack on her.
"Who are you?! Why are you trying to kill me?"
Ye Yueying said nothing, simply focusing on slaughtering Ren Feng.
In the small cavern, the two exchanged blows back and forth. After Ye Yueying’s torch fell to the ground and extinguished, they were left relying solely on their hearing to discern each other’s positions.
"Ssshh~"
"Bang!"
After an unknown number of rounds, Ye Yueying finally managed to stab Ren Feng with her sword. At the same time, however, Ren Feng struck her with a palm, sending her flying to the ground, where she passed out cold.
...
"Quickly, check around to see if anyone’s still alive!"
In a blurred and dazed state, Ye Yueying vaguely saw countless moving torches. Amid the haze, someone rushed to her side.
"Thank goodness, she’s still breathing!"
That was Ye Yueying’s last fragment of memory before falling into an endless black void.
When Ye Yueying woke up once more inside a tent, three days had already passed.
Her expression quickly shifted. If she was alive, what about Ren Feng? And what about Uncle Leng? What became of him?
The doctor entered to give Ye Yueying her medicine. Xiao Moxi waited for her to finish taking it and ensured she was fine before leaving the tent to attend to other matters.
As soon as he was gone, Ye Yueying impatiently went to see Leng Feng.
Leng Feng was severely injured and remained bedridden, but he had regained consciousness a day before Ye Yueying.
"Uncle Leng, you scared me to death!"
Seeing Leng Feng alive and well, Ye Yueying finally felt her heart settle.
Leng Feng looked at Ye Yueying with relief. He had thought death was inevitable this time, yet the Jinling Guard had saved them. "What exactly happened?"
Ye Yueying told Leng Feng about her collaboration with Xiao Moxi and what transpired during the explosion that day.
When Leng Feng heard that Ye Yueying had intended to perish alongside Ren Feng, he became both angry and anxious. "What am I supposed to say to you? The Ye Family has only this one last shred of bloodline left in you, and you treat yourself so carelessly?"
Ye Yueying lowered her head. "With everyone gone, staying alive didn’t seem to matter much."
"You..."
Leng Feng had intended to reprimand her, but upon seeing her pale, fragile face, he swallowed his words. He could only let out a heavy sigh. "At least we survived."
Ye Yueying nodded. "Ren Feng is still alive, but with what he’s done, the Ren Family will inevitably face confiscation and execution. Though I couldn’t personally end him, the downfall of his family somewhat avenges the Ye Family."
Leng Feng shared her sense of regret but was pragmatic. So long as the Ren Family was destroyed, Ren Feng’s method of death mattered little. "By the way, does the Jinling Guard know your true identity?"
Ye Yueying hesitated briefly. "I’m not sure if Xiao Moxi has investigated us, but even if he knows, I doubt he would disclose it lightly."
Leng Feng hummed in acknowledgment. "Once Ren Feng is sentenced, I’ll take you back to the Weng Family. After that, we’ll all go our separate ways and never meet again. With time, everything will fade from memory."
Hearing this, Ye Yueying’s gaze wavered slightly, and a distinct emotion began to stir in her eyes.

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