TRT -Chapter 47 Whose Woman

White Hair looked at me and suddenly smiled with interest.

“It’s raining so hard, and the thunder’s loud. I’m afraid you’ll be scared, so I’ll stay and keep you company.”

“I’m not afraid of thunder,” I muttered, frowning.

“It’s fine,” White Hair grinned brilliantly. “I am.”

I was furious.
Afraid my ass!!!

I turned and sat back on the bed, staring at him warily.

Since I’d already reluctantly agreed to go to his territory—and since this psychologically twisted guy enjoyed bullying me—I had to stay alert if I wanted to conserve my strength and wait for rescue.

Wait for rescue?

My heart suddenly skipped.

Wait for whose rescue?

That crafty old fox King Luo had his own plans. Guo’er was just following orders and couldn’t even protect himself. Luo Cheng was sitting back, waiting for me to obediently offer myself up.

Who was on my side?

And falling into whose hands even counted as being “saved”?

A wave of helplessness surged through me.

Almost two years…

Running around in this world, had I forgotten what I was trying to do?

No. I hadn’t. I’d always been trying.

But how small one person’s strength was.

Those legendary transmigrators could stir up storms in ancient times, control everyone around them, turn their hands into wind and rain…

Why couldn’t I do that?

It wasn’t that I hadn’t met powerful people. Everyone around me was amazing.

But everyone had their own life and goals.

No one would sacrifice everything for me.

I just didn’t have that kind of charm.

I wanted to live freely and boldly too.

But every one of them was someone I couldn’t afford to offend.

My martial arts were barely enough for self-defense.

My intelligence was just petty cleverness.

My looks were ordinary.

I only survived by relying on some “new” ideas from another world.

How could I do whatever I wanted?

Watching the torrential rain outside, the world wrapped in water, I suddenly felt terribly small and powerless…

Lonely. Isolated.

My mood sank instantly.

“What’s wrong?” White Hair said disdainfully.
“What kind of face is that? If you need the toilet, hurry up. The food’s already here.”

You—! (-_-#)

I’m cultivating melancholy here, okay?! Don’t you know how to read the mood?!

I looked up.

The waiter was laying out dish after dish. Soon the table was overflowing.

Then two more people came in carrying an entire roasted lamb.

So this was what “wasting money” looked like…

White Hair had taken off his outer robe, leaving only a fitted black outfit that made him look tall and strong. He stretched his long legs and sat beside me, reaching out to pull me.

I panicked and backed away.

“What are you doing?!”

But the bed was tiny. In two moves he had me in his arms.

I struggled, regretting choosing such bad terrain.

I looked for help—

Only to see the waiter calmly leave and close the door behind us.

…

Wuwuwu… I don’t want this… I sobbed.

“What don’t you want?” White Hair snapped.

“You pervert! Beast! You’re not human!” I wailed.

“What nonsense!” He exploded.
“I’m just bandaging your wound! How am I a beast?!”

“Huh…? Bandaging?”

Sure enough, he was holding clean cloth and a small bottle of ointment.

Too bad I’d already knocked the ointment away.

And scratched his hand bloody.

“Sorry… I thought…”
I avoided his eyes guiltily.

“Hmph.” He snorted and continued bandaging.
“Relax. I won’t touch you before we have an Andamei.”

“What’s Andamei?”

“Marriage.”

…

I stared at him in shock.

“Didn’t expect you to be so traditional!”

“Traditional my ass!”
“It’s because you cry and refuse!”

I froze.

Why was I suddenly so emotional?

No, no.

I shook my head hard.

Zhao Minmin! Get your energy back!

I jumped off the bed, hands on hips, shouting:

“I want—food! Food food fooood—!”

(Echo…)

White Hair collapsed.

The food was actually pretty good.

Seems his taste was like mine: fried, roasted, salty, spicy—whatever was unhealthy.

And so much meat. Definitely picky.

He pulled out a curved Mongolian knife and chopped into the roasted lamb, slicing expertly.

“Such a famous roast lamb, and the meat’s tough and dry. Just make do. When we get to my tribe, I’ll let you try the real thing.”

“Okay! Okay! …But this is already good…”

My chopsticks sneaked toward a juicy piece—

BOOM!

The roof crashed.

The table collapsed.

The lamb split in half.

Rain and mud splashed all over me.

I froze, still holding my chopsticks.

My hatred for the Wuji Sect finally exploded.

White Hair reacted instantly.

He blocked the first strike, countered, and threw me onto the bed.

Red-clad attackers poured in.

I shouted:

“Don’t step on the food—!! You can still wash it!!”

Everyone froze.

White Hair switched weapons and sneered.

“You heard her. Get out.”

Then—

A storm of blades.

People flew out like puppets.

I was stunned.

Mouth wide open.

Just then, the bed curtains fell over me.

I was lifted up.

A voice laughed:

“Kitten~ Long time no see~~”

Thunder struck my head.

That voice.

That tone.

That scent.

Only one person.

“Luo Cheng?!”

He smiled gently.

“You’ve lost weight.”

A knife flashed past my nose.

He caught it effortlessly.

The two faced off.

“I’m her fiancé,” Luo Cheng said calmly.

White Hair asked me, “Is that true?”

Luo Cheng covered my mouth.

“She’s stubborn.”

They stared.

Fake smiles everywhere.

White Hair finally attacked.

They fought—knife and fan, powerful and graceful.

I watched, fascinated—

Suddenly, pain in my throat.

A whip.

I was dragged out the window.

Rolling down a slippery slope.

Straight toward a cliff.

…

I grabbed desperately.

Only weeds.

My nails tore the ground.

One hand hung on the edge.

Rain poured.

Pain everywhere.

I was exhausted.

Maybe… falling wouldn’t be so bad.

Maybe I’d transmigrate again.

“Minmin! Give me your hand!”

Luo Cheng.

“Minmin! Don’t play dead!”

White Hair.

“Minmin… don’t die.”

His voice was soft.

“You won’t let me die…”

I muttered.

“Falling off cliffs never kills people in novels…”

“Bullshit!!!”
They both shouted.

“I won’t go up!” I screamed.
“I’ll just be used again! I don’t want that life!”

Rain filled my mouth.

Silence.

Then—

“Zhao Minmin, you ungrateful idiot!!”

White Hair roared.

“You’re ordinary! Sharp nails! Sharp tongue! Stubborn! No skills! No background! All you do is cause trouble!

Why would I offend so many people for you?!

Because I like you!!!

You promised to come with me! Don’t break it!

Give me your hand!!”

I was stunned.

My hand reached out.

“I… I also promised Luo Cheng…”

He yanked me up.

I fell into his arms.

“I’m best at dealing with liars like you.”

He growled into my ear.

Completely different from his warm embrace.