How could they possess such formidable combat strength without cause, and enter the battlefield oblivious, only to seek help after death?
One by one, they were all enigmas.
After Chu Yifeng had finished cleaning up, he finally staggered back to Chu Yihan's military camp. Before entering the camp, he thought of that woman cold as ice, and suddenly a wicked idea came to mind, "Go, find a stretcher. Carry this prince, say that I've been seriously injured and have fallen into a coma, and take me directly to Chu Yihan."
"Yes," Ah Hong executed the order without question.
By the time they reached the military camp, it was Ah Hong himself who personally delivered Chu Yifeng into Chu Yihan's camp. At the entrance of the tent, Rong Sheng, clad in a pure white dress, ethereal as a fairy, suddenly tightened her gaze when she saw the stretcher.
"Chu Yifeng..." Rong Sheng murmured unconsciously.
Why would he be seriously injured?
