FRGNM -Chapter 265 Ambushed

“Yes… yes.” Wiping the tears from her eyes, Miya lowered her head and choked out, “Lake Sala is the sacred place of our tribe. Its waters are clear and holy, able to purify all that is unholy. Perhaps Xue went into the lake because she felt herself to be an ill-fated being.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. If she’s your goddess, you should continue to worship her. Someday, I’ll definitely go to Lake Sala. I wonder what the goddess looks like.” Qingyi said lightly, smiling at Miya.

But those words made Miya’s face change dramatically. She quickly pushed Qingyi away and wiped the tears from her eyes. “No, you can’t go there! That’s our forbidden land—no one is allowed in. You should sleep now and rest. Tomorrow Koda—”

Boom! The ground trembled suddenly.

On the grasslands, a group of figures charged forward like arrows released from a bow, waving torches in their hands, moving like lightning.

Each of them wore a headscarf, with their right arms exposed, marked with a strange wolf head. The wolf eyes glowed with an eerie green light, giving them a sinister appearance.

Miya’s face paled, and she screamed, “It’s the Grassland Flying Wolves! It’s them! Hurry, alert everyone!”

“The Grassland Flying Wolves are here! Everyone wake up!”

The shout echoed across the grasslands. Everyone in the tents sprang up, grabbing knives and swords as they rushed out, keeping watch while shielding the women behind them. They faced the group on horseback that had surrounded them.

“Grassland Flying Wolves?” Qingyi frowned, watching the riders. Each looked vicious, ready to devour them.

Sensing another presence, Yi Han, riding a horse, turned his head and looked at Qingyi. He instinctively licked his lips and laughed, “Oh? A new kid’s arrived? Tender little one, perfect for cooking in a pot—must taste delicious!”

Eat, eat, eat… when will you stop! Qingyi rolled his eyes, but Koda blocked him coldly from behind. “Grassland Flying Wolves, I don’t care what you came for. Leave immediately! They are our guests, and will leave tomorrow. You are not to touch them!”

“Oh? Koda, looks like you like protecting outsiders. Fine. I won’t touch them today, but we’re low on food and short on women. Your tribe has plenty of women and food—hand them over.” Yi Han smirked, tightening his grip on the reins, leering at Miya. “This one is Miya, right? Pretty too. Still unmarried to your Koda-brother?”

“You… shut your mouth!” Miya’s face flushed red as she shouted.

Laughing loudly, Yi Han quickly dismounted, grabbed Miya by the chin, and cackled, “If you didn’t marry Koda, then marry me. Don’t worry, I’ll treat you well, let you know what it’s like to be a woman. Not like some men, keeping beauties in their arms for years without touching them… maybe because they can’t.”

“Hahaha!” The Flying Wolves behind him laughed, lifting large blades and staring at Koda.

Those standing nearby paled, raising their swords. Koda roared, “Take your hands off! No food to steal, no women to take—do you only know being bandits?!”

He grabbed Miya’s wrist and pulled her into his arms, eyes blazing. He could not let her be taken. He still owed her a proper wedding—this was something he must uphold.

“Oh? You’ve got guts lately, huh? Daring to oppose us? Fine. Some tribes refused to comply a few days ago, so we wiped them out. Your tribe’s men number only a few dozen—want to fight us?” Yi Han flexed his arm, smirking coldly.

Tribes scattered, their combat strength weakened. Facing bandits now, there was no choice but to obey—a humiliation every tribe knew all too well.

Koda clenched his fists tighter, glaring at them while holding Miya close. No matter what, he would not allow anyone to take her. Absolutely not.

“Koda…” Miya whispered, gripping his clothing with her small hands.

“Don’t be afraid. They won’t hurt you!” Koda said softly, like a restrained hunting leopard ready to strike.

What kind of nonsense is this? Qingyi rubbed his temples, yawning. “Bandits, huh…”

Pfft! Just saying “bandits” caused most nearby to spit out their words. They knew the Flying Wolves were bandits but dared not speak. And this kid walked over and said it outright—terrifying!

Yi Han’s face darkened. “Kid, I let you live once—now you come willingly to die?”

“No, of course not. But I’m a businessman, you understand? A businessman.” Qingyi gestured as if counting money, patted his chest, and chuckled.

Yi Han’s eyes lit up immediately. He stroked his chin, grinning. “A businessman? Haha, nice. But where are you from? Your clothes aren’t those of a common trader.”

“You know how it is. Traveling between nations isn’t always smooth. I got lost, but as a businessman, I always carry some money with me.” Qingyi smiled faintly.

Yi Han’s eyes gleamed with joy. “And where’s that money?”

“Funny thing… I kept it in my pocket. I was too hungry, so I… ate it.” Qingyi shrugged helplessly.

“You’re mocking me!” Yi Han shouted, gripping his blade, furious.

Qingyi waved his hand, smiling. “Don’t worry. I have other treasures.”

“Oh?” Yi Han nodded eagerly. “What treasures?”

“See for yourself.” Qingyi opened his hands, revealing a dozen pearls—the ones he had given to Koda. They glittered so brightly that even Yi Han was momentarily stunned.

Swallowing hard, Yi Han snatched the pearls into his chest, eyes nearly squinting from joy. “Good kid, I’ll hold onto these treasures for you.”

“Fine. Everyone, bandits, you may leave now.” Qingyi made a waving gesture.

However…

The man sneered, shoving Qingyi to the side. “Didn’t expect a rich businessman. I’ll spare your life, but as for the others… Miya, come with me obediently. Everyone else, die!”

“You—you turn traitor! Took my money and don’t obey me!” Qingyi nearly choked, patting his chest.

Yi Han laughed coldly. “When did I betray you? You came over to give me your money—why should I throw it away? Why obey you? Who do you think you are?”

“Too bad, Qingyi. You really messed up this time. Reasoning with a bandit? If it were me, I’d just fight first.” Silver Wolf scratched his ear and slowly moved through the crowd.

Ling Ruoxi and Luo Mingyu stepped out, looking half-asleep, confused by the chaos.

Miya quickly shielded Ling Ruoxi. “Don’t come out! They’ll eat you! Go back inside!”

“Why go in, Miya? But these four look tasty. Why not come with me and see how they taste?” Yi Han laughed, dragging his chin.

Still eating?! Silver Wolf covered his mouth, striking his chest, glaring at the men. Clenching his fists, he said, “Don’t be afraid. I may not be much, I only eat—but I’m a martial artist. Want to test strength?”

“Hmph! Refuse a toast and drink punishment!” Yi Han’s eyes flashed. He lifted a large blade and swung at Silver Wolf.

The murderous gleam exploded in his eyes. Silver Wolf planted his foot, not using Dou Qi, placed a hand on the blade, and slammed forward. He moved like a phantom through the crowd.

Every strike sent riders tumbling. Every kick flung a horseman away. The sheer speed and strength terrified the onlookers—but he hadn’t even used Dou Qi.

Human speed at this level was already abnormal.

Boom! Silver Wolf kicked Yi Han, sending him flying. His hands landed, retrieving the pearls from Yi Han’s chest, and handed them to Miya. “Here. These are spoils from robbers—consider them yours.”

Miya froze. These were given by Qingyi, yet now they were called looted goods. She couldn’t accept such valuable gifts.

“Kid, just wait!” Yi Han clutched his back, shivering, then turned and fled.

Raising an eyebrow at the fleeing bandits, Silver Wolf tapped his nose and smiled. “Hmph. Dare to challenge your grandpa—done for. By the way, is everyone okay?”