TNIBFT -Chapter 236 Emotions Begin

This has to be a dream!

Could someone in this world really be this beautiful?

Zhu Zhongyi’s heart suddenly raced. He stared at Qin Fengyi’s face, unable to regain his senses for a long moment.

The silver spear whistled through the air.

It carried a scorching, powerful wind, and the endless rain of arrows was effortlessly deflected before it even reached her.

Looking at the scattered arrows on the ground, Zhu Zhongyi’s eyes widened in shock.

This level of power!

Heat rose to Zhu Zhongyi’s cheeks, overwhelming him with shame.

The pursuing soldiers behind him were even more cautious; many crouched and took a few steps back.

This person was not to be trifled with!

Zhu Zhongyi lifted his head, only to meet the immortal gaze of Fengyi’s phoenix-like eyes. Feeling guilty, he dared not look further. In the next moment, she released his wrist, her eyes filled with doubt and puzzlement. Calmly, she said, “You are not Ye Tian!”

“Who are you?”

Qin Fengyi asked in succession.

Before an answer could come, a man from Daliang behind them spoke up: “You dare meddle in matters of the Imperial Uncle?”

“I advise you to leave quickly. This is a grave crime—enough to have your entire family executed!”

This group only bullied the weak and feared the strong. They knew Qin Fengyi was too powerful to provoke, so they could only try to scare and delay her.

“Hmph!”

Qin Fengyi snorted coldly, slowly turning to face the pursuing Daliang soldiers.

Her gaze was commanding, radiating the authority of a supreme ruler, and the soldiers were so frightened that some nearly knelt on the spot.

Flicking the cloak behind her, Qin Fengyi said coldly, “And what is Zhao Boping?”

“Not only you, but today he will die as well!”

The crowd was shocked.

Before they could react, Qin Fengyi stepped forward with her silver spear in hand. Like a dragon in water, it sliced and clashed violently. In no time, over half of the pursuing soldiers were dead.

Many others turned to flee.

Zhu Zhongyi stared blankly at her figure ahead, feeling utterly ashamed.

The cold wind lifted Qin Fengyi’s dark red hair ribbon, her black strands dancing in the snow-white world. She seemed like the last color left in the human world. For the young Mu Ai, Zhu Zhongyi felt as if he had finally found the direction of his life’s pursuit.

Moments later, the ground was littered with bodies.

Blood flowed like rivers.

Qin Fengyi stood not far away, frowning at Zhu Zhongyi.

“What are you standing there for?”

“Aren’t you coming?”

After dealing with the pursuing soldiers, a streak of blood adorned Qin Fengyi’s cheek. With a graceful flip, she mounted her warhorse and dashed toward the valley below.

“Ah… ah!”

Zhu Zhongyi panicked, his face burning. He scrambled onto his horse and followed Qin Fengyi.

…

“Giddy-up!”

“Faster!”

Ye Tian turned his head, shouting to the people behind him.

Riding with Sun Wuji, he galloped at full speed. The horse tracks were still clearly visible on the ground. Fang Shenghu and the others had likely just arrived. Ye Tian’s heart was pounding as he stared at the towering red peak ahead.

Behind him followed Liao Fanjun and Duan Qingshan, a few soldiers from the Ye family army, and a large contingent of cavalry from Sifang City.

“Ouch!”

“My old backside is about to split!”

“You’re such a big guy and can’t even ride properly, and here I am at my age still having to carry you along—might as well just have me run while carrying you!” Sun Wuji grumbled, venting his dissatisfaction all the way.

Ye Tian was speechless.

As a modern man, aside from riding electric scooters, he had never learned this noble skill of horseback riding.

“Shut up!”

Blushing and embarrassed, Ye Tian scolded coldly.

Sun Wuji turned his eyes skyward in exasperation. If it weren’t for him, Ye Tian would have fallen hundreds of times and died—yet he still had the nerve to shout at him?

“Master, it’s just ahead!”

Duan Qingshan raised his hand and pointed toward the valley entrance not far off. Sitting on horseback, Ye Tian could clearly see the chaos at the valley’s mouth.

It wasn’t just Fang Shenghu and his group—

There was another contingent of troops!

Who could it be?

Ye Tian frowned, thinking.

The situation was urgent. Ye Tian led his men forward, and everyone behind him immediately joined the battlefield.

Fang Shenghu?

Ye Tian’s gaze swept the battlefield, and in a corner, his eyes were instantly drawn to a familiar figure.

She wielded a silver spear, her long hair tied back, clad in black armor. Every move she made was bold and powerful. At the center of the battlefield, around Meng Yuquan, a vacuum seemed to form—no one dared approach.

It was her?

Ye Tian felt a sudden tightness in his chest. Looking at Meng Yuquan’s back, a strange mix of worry and joy welled up in him.

In the middle of the battlefield, Qin Fengyi seemed to sense a scorching gaze from behind.

She turned slightly, locking eyes in Ye Tian’s direction.

Their eyes met.

Snow fell softly, as if time itself had stopped in this moment.

The cold wind brushed Qin Fengyi’s hair and headband. Ye Tian’s lips curved slightly, and Qin Fengyi smiled gently. They simply looked at each other.

Some words didn’t need to be spoken; in that instant, everything was understood.

Suddenly, a figure charged toward Meng Yuquan in the crowd with terrifying speed. Ye Tian shouted as he ran toward Qin Fengyi, “Watch out!”

Qin Fengyi’s silver spear shifted slightly. She tilted her head just enough to dodge the attacker’s strike.

They fought side by side.

Only then did Ye Tian finally relax.

“You brat, you brought me here just to save this girl, huh?” Sun Wuji crossed his arms, wearing a look of amused spectatorship. His gaze shifted toward Qin Fengyi, and he nodded with approval. “This girl is far stronger than you, you useless thing. Listen to an old man—don’t even think about it. Unless she’s blind, there’s no way she’d ever fancy you.”

With that, Sun Wuji turned to leave.

Ye Tian grabbed Sun Wuji’s sleeve. “You’re here, aren’t you going to help?”

There was a hint of reproach in his tone.

Meng Yuquan’s opponent was obviously no ordinary person. Could a single woman really handle them alone?

Sun Wuji looked at Ye Tian and scoffed. “You fool. This girl’s strength is top-tier in the entire world. You can’t even see that? Being with you, it truly embarrasses me, old man that I am.”

That strong, huh?

Could she really be a secret agent of Dazhou?

Meng Yuquan was supposedly the son-in-law of Dazhou’s Left Chancellor. That identity was clearly fake. Why would she impersonate a Dazhou secret agent?

Did she have some hidden hardship… or another mission?

Ye Tian frowned, his eyes fixed on Meng Yuquan in the battlefield. In a few bold moves, she pierced her opponent’s heart with her spear. Wherever she went, Dazhou’s soldiers fled in panic, abandoning helmets and armor as if facing Yama himself.

Ye Tian recalled what Meng Yuquan had told him a couple of days ago: she would take care of Zhao Boping and protect the children and him.

A warmth spread through his heart.

Was he really going to live off someone else in this lifetime?

“Master!”

Duan Qingshan’s voice broke Ye Tian from his thoughts. Ye Tian turned to see Duan supporting a bloodied Fang Shenghu, approaching them.

“Brother Fang!”

Ye Tian scanned Fang Shenghu. His body was covered in injuries—it was shocking.

Ye Tian ran forward in a few strides, helping Fang Shenghu up. At the sound of Ye Tian’s voice, Fang Shenghu turned hazily, and upon seeing him, his pale lips curved faintly: “I’m fine.”

Once he fully realized, his emotions surged: “Why are you here? And the children?”

He frowned, looking around.

Gripping Ye Tian’s hands tightly, worry etched his expression.

Ye Tian said, “Don’t worry. The children are in the city. I’ve sent people to guard them—there won’t be any problems.”

“You and your small group coming to assassinate Zhao Boping—aren’t you courting death?” Ye Tian asked.

Fang Shenghu replied, “Zhao Boping is in the carriage. Letting him go is like releasing a tiger back into the wild. He must die today!”