Late at night.

A small campfire was flickering lightly within the deathly silent forest, and Yang Ye and the woman were resting against trees at the side of it.

Yang Ye said, “Those savages won’t stop until they’ve captured us!” Both of them had moved to numerous mountains throughout this period of over a month, and it was naturally because of those savages.

The woman remained silent.

Yang Ye didn’t mind her silence, and he just continued, “I think that ...