King of Hundred Victories Saber

Shi Xiong spoke while gesturing, his face full of seriousness and urgency, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Yili was instantly speechless, her pretty face blushing like a ripe apple. Although it wasn’t clear in the night, her embarrassment was palpable. She bit her lip lightly, a trace of guilt flashing in her eyes, but she feigned calmness and turned her head away without speaking.

At this moment, she slightly lowered her head, her hands unconsciously tugging at the hem of her clothes, as if trying to hide her embarrassment.

Shi Feiyang and his group rode the Vermilion Bird back to the camp of Gong Simeng and Lin Wanqing. Upon landing, the ladies and children cheered.

The cheers were like raging waves, one following another.

In the camp, the campfire blazed, sparks flying, illuminating the smiles on everyone’s faces. The children cheered and ran towards Shi Feiyang, surrounding him. Some tugged at his clothes, some looked up at him with admiration and joy in their eyes.

The ladies were well aware of Yili’s arrogant nature, so they let Shi Feiyang be with Yili to enjoy alone.

Although they felt a bit dissatisfied, they could only helplessly accept it.

They couldn’t understand why Shi Feiyang was not in a hurry to set off and always lingered on the grassland, so they stayed in a large tent, sitting together, discussing what the purpose of their husband Shi Feiyang’s actions might be.

Inside the tent, the candlelight was dim, reflecting on the ladies’ faces, which showed confusion and worry.

Gong Simeng frowned slightly, softly saying, ”Is our husband infatuated with Princess Gugela? Why does he always stay on the grassland? Has he forgotten us who are waiting earnestly at home?”

Her voice carried a hint of worry and also a hint of doubt, her eyes full of concern for Shi Feiyang.

After speaking, she sighed lightly, looking towards the outside of the tent, as if expecting Shi Feiyang to suddenly appear.

Bai Zhi’s mouth turned slightly upward into a cold smile, a smile like January frost, carrying threads of coldness, and said, ”Humph, that Gugela can’t match us in height or beauty. I really don’t know why our husband is so focused on her.”

As she spoke, she lightly stroked her temple, her eyes full of disdain, as if Gugela was nothing more than a trivial dust in her eyes.

Liu Guihua looked slightly dejected, sighing softly, her voice carrying a hint of loneliness, saying, ”Men always tend to like the new and tire of the old. Gugela, being a grassland girl, naturally has that unique charm with distinctive looks, our husband is naturally drawn to her.” After speaking, she lowered her head, lightly fiddling with the hem of her clothes, her face full of helplessness and disappointment.

Lin Wanqing saw this and couldn’t help but laugh softly, saying, ”Don’t speculate wildly. In my opinion, our husband’s actions have a deeper meaning. He must be intending to teach Liao Pei a lesson. Recently, Elder Liao has been increasingly controlling towards our Heroic Sakura Association, frequently shouting at our husband, almost as if he is the Grand Squad Leader of the Heroic Sakura Association. Our husband has repeatedly declared that the pacification of Bozhou is not a matter of a day or a night but requires several years, yet Elder Liao urgently seeks to gain merit before the Imperial Court, always eager to rush to Bozhou to quell the unrest, as if he has forgotten the brutal battle at the Capital, forgotten how Elder Wu Zhong was captured by the Imperial Court.”

Upon hearing this, the ladies were first stunned, then showed a look of realization, glancing at each other and nodding slightly.

They were playing with the children, laughter echoing in the tent, patiently teaching Little Yu Yan to recognize words. The scene was warm and peaceful. After a while, the crowd started to feel drowsy, and soon they laid down on beds, slowly drifting into slumber, the tent quieting down, with only the gentle sound of breathing.

Early the next morning, at the break of dawn, Liao Pei of the ”Long Arm Fist” and Lie Quan of the ”Heaven and Earth Saber” led the heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association and three thousand disciples back to Shi Feiyang’s camp, dejected as frost-hardened eggplants.

Gong Simeng, Bai Zhi, and Liu Guihua saw this scene from afar and immediately knew that Liao Pei’s and Lie Quan’s journey south to Bozhou was fraught with difficulties.

Some disciples had their heads wrapped in white cloth, which had been stained with blood, the dark red stains shocking to the eye.

Clearly, they had encountered misfortune on the road and suffered an ambush.

Shi Feiyang pretended not to know about the return of the main force, continuing to remain in the warm tent.

Inside the tent, Yili was snuggled in the blankets with him, both their faces brimming with happiness, as if worldly matters were irrelevant to them.

Liao Pei ordered the disciples to camp, then joined Lie Quan to request an audience with Shi Feiyang.

Seeing this, Shi Xiong flashed in front of them, blocking their path, his expression respectful yet firm, and said, ”Elder Liao, Elder Lie, Heroine Yi has just returned and is discussing important matters with the Grand Squad Leader. I hope you won’t disturb them.”

Liao Pei and Lie Quan’s faces turned white and then red upon hearing this, and they had no choice but to turn back dejectedly to their tent.

Before long, ”Iron Palm” Wu Zhong and ”Mandarin Duck Saber” Xiao Lingling also came to request an audience with Shi Feiyang.

Shi Xiong continued to block their way, his expression calm, saying, ”Elder Wu, Elder Xiao, the Grand Squad Leader is bathing. Please return later.”

Wu Zhong and Xiao Lingling exchanged a glance full of helplessness and could only return to their tent dejectedly.

By noon, sunlight streamed through the tent’s seams, creating golden beams of light on the ground.

”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong, ”Plum Blossom Dart” Shan Zhi, and ”Flying Eagle Detective” Xie Wen came together to request an audience with Shi Feiyang.