Murong Xue could not care less about the cut on her face as she could cure them all even if there were more wounds. She was willing to suffer the pain if Wang Qing could release them. As long as she entered the Space and regained her spiritual power, her wounds would be cured within one hour.

"You wish. Don't move, or I'll kill Feng Ziling." Wang Qing held her struggling hands tight and felt bitterly hurt.

"You..." Murong Xue gave him a cold glare.

Wang Qing was both annoyed and anxious, feeling miserable. He took out clean gauze and salve from the drawer in the carriage, wiping off the blood on her face. The cut was so deep that he could see the flesh out. He wondered how she managed to endure the pain.

He rubbed the slave gently on her face and saw clearly that she shivered a little when the slave touched her wound. Women he had met before would have been crying out with such a deep cut, but she was someone different who remained silent even though her face was as white as a ghost with the pain killing her.

Having dressed her wound, Wang Qing stared at her indifferent face furiously. "You are stuck with me even if you become an ugly monster. Don't try to run away from me or hurt yourself again. Otherwise, I'll guarantee that Feng Ziling has ten times the wound you have."

Murong Xue was suffering the pain and she found Wang Qing crazy. She was confused about why he was obsessed with her since there were many women who were more beautiful and talented and much tenderer than her.

Cutting her face was in vain, and it only brought her pain.

Murong Xue was not alone in this opinion. Even Wang Qing doubted why he liked Murong Xue, a woman who spoke rudely to him and had coarse manners. It was true that she was beautiful, but he knew a lot more women who were prettier than her. He was pissed off from time to time, but his feelings for her were out of control. Sometimes, he even wanted to kill her so that he could get back to normal.

"Here we go again. Are you thinking about killing me? If so, what's the point of the trouble before?" Murong Xue felt disappointed and hurried to interrupt his thoughts.

Wang Qing told her that he liked her, but she could see the desire to kill in his eyes when he looked at her. She wondered if he hated her for not having her himself.

Murong Xue cursed him for being such a pervert quietly.

"Ugh." Wang Qing turned away to avoid her eyes as he found them very disturbing.

Murong Xue decided to stay alive first, so she kept quiet and just sat there.

Soon the carriage arrived at the gate. In Black City, just like in any other city, people were asked to wait in line to pass the gate, and whoever from the three countries had to follow the rule. The common people and the dignitaries were equal here.

Maybe this was why people loved this city. This place was their Utopia and everyone could live an ideal life.

To prevent anyone from bringing contraband goods, the gatekeepers asked everyone to get off the carriage to get inspected.

Murong Xue got off the carriage and Wang Qing also played along with it as he already knew the rule. He did not want to cause trouble now because he needed to pay a visit to Snow Country later. Since he conspired with Wind Country, Snow Country's end was destined.

There was a list of contraband goods on the wall at the gate, including marijuana and things alike. Seeing that, Murong Xue found one more thing she liked about this city. The governor of Black City was more outstanding than she had expected.

Feng Ziling got off the carriage with his hands tied up. Murong Xue walked to him and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. How about you? What happened to your face?"

Murong Xue answered in a small voice, "I cut myself accidentally. Just a minor injury."

Feng Ziling glared at Wang Qing, who was talking to the guards not far away. He did not believe a word Mu Tian told him. He knew Wang Qing must have tried to do something to Mu Tian.

Murong Xue noticed Feng Ziling's eyes and said softly, "Forget it. Stay calm. I'll be careful."

Feng Ziling was such a proud man on the Fengyun Continent, but he was now tied up and could do nothing. Murong Xue felt sad to see it.

"Why are you dressing up as a woman?" Feng Ziling did not notice the change in Mu Tian until now, but he only thought that Mu Tian had used the Dragon Ring.

"Long story. Never mind." Murong Xue did not want to talk about the depressing experience.

Hearing it, Feng Ziling changed his face, his eyes red. "Did he force you...?"

Murong Xue knew what Feng Ziling was asking about and she shook her head. "No. Don't worry." To be honest, Wang Qing was a gentleman to her these days. Otherwise, she would have entered the Space long ago.

"Why don't we just...?" Feng Ziling did not finish the sentence as many of Wang Qing's black guards were watching them closely.

Murong Xue understood what he meant. "No, it's not the time." Feng Ziling was controlled by two guards now, so the guards would enter the Space together with them if the Space was used here. Besides, there was heavy traffic at the gate and the gatekeepers were here twelve hours a day; others would see them since they would also come back here when they left the Space, which was very inconvenient.

After the two communicated with eyes for a while, Wang Qing walked over and saw the two getting along with each other together. His face darkened. He pulled Mu Tian back and questioned, "Don't you remember what I warned you about? You are not allowed to get in touch with him."

Murong Xue blinked with an innocent face. "I didn't touch him. I was just talking to him. Not a finger of mine touched him." Then she shook off his hand softly in case he got furious again.

Wang Qing did not know why he would like this woman, but he could not control how he felt. However, it was not the time to be sentimental, either. When he was thinking of these, his eyes became hard.

Murong Xue raised her voice and said, "Ah, we can go now." Every time Wang Qing's eyes changed, he was thinking about killing her, which was crystal clear to her. Murong Xue knew he was not faking it, so she had to find a way out with Feng Ziling as soon as possible.

Feng Ziling kept glaring at Wang Qing, not trying to hide his killing intent. If he had been all by himself, he would have done it. But he was with Mu Tian now.

He could not forgive what Wang Qing wanted to do to Mu Tian. He could see Wang Qing's desire and Wang Qing did not try to hide it, either.

Wang Qing withdrew his eyes and started for the gate. After a few steps, he noticed that Mu Tian was not following him, so he turned around and said coldly, "Hurry up."

Murong Xue followed him, keeping him at least a one-meter distance away from him. The right side of her face was wrapped up, but it was not hard to see that she was beautiful from the other side.

She did not care about how people looked at her, concentrating on observing the surroundings in Black City. Everything she saw proved her theory and she was certain that the governor was also from the future.

Black City had wide streets with equally spaced iron road signs whose words were written in English on both sides. Moreover, there were also trash cans, and people in uniforms, who seemed to be cleaners, were sweeping.

Every crossroad had an iron booth whose windows were glass. Murong Xue did not see glass in the capital of Snow Country, so she was surprised to see the thing ahead of time.

By the booths stood men wearing guard uniforms. The moment Murong Xue saw these firm-standing men, she thought of traffic controllers.

Some of the buildings in the city were concrete, and Murong Xue could see in them the rough sketch of future cities. Her admiration for this governor was escalating.

She could see from people's smiles that the governor was a good man.

Maybe the right person to rule the world was here, and now she felt lucky that she had no time to produce powder or other weapons before. Otherwise, this world would be mired in severe trouble.

Wang Qing said, "The governor of Black City is great. It would be nice if I can make him work for me in the future."

Hearing his words, Murong Xue shook her head. She did not think that the governor was the one who would surrender.

"What's about your expression? Do you think Black City could fight against Fire Country?" Wang Qing saw Mu Tian's face and his expression hardened instantly.

"Nothing. You didn't see anything."

Some things were destined, so she did not tell him.

She wondered how this man was able to reproduce modern inventions and she deemed that he must also be someone great in the modern world. She was eager to see the governor now.

"Well, I can see you find the strange things very familiar. Don't you know what they are?" Wang Qing pointed to the glass windows of the booth.

Murong Xue took a look at him and answered, "No." She was not stupid enough to show off what she knew in front of him, which could only cause her trouble.

Wang Qing's eyes hardened. He knew that Mu Tian was lying to him and Mu Tian was unwilling to tell him anything. Not knowing the reason, he always felt uneasy after coming to Black City. He had been well-informed about the novelties in Black City by his subordinates before, but he still felt amazed when he came here in person.

He thought Black City was probably more threatening than he had expected.