Free Web NovelChapter 1622: Chapter 1602: Alliance
"And I have given you time to grow, I don’t mind waiting a bit longer to confront this hatred in the finals." Haan Bing shrugged, his face calm. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
If Luo Qianqian weren’t standing right in front of him at this moment, it would be really hard to believe that the enemy she considered could show such an attitude. But compared to Haan Bing, she still felt somewhat uneasy. After all, there was a possibility that the other party might lower her guard and then strike with a fatal blow.
Yet Haan Bing was not in a hurry. He quietly looked at Luo Qianqian and casually drank the water from the Bamboo Tube, showing no fear of Luo Qianqian poisoning him.
"Thought it through? Then let’s go."
Seeing Luo Qianqian raise her head, a sense of calm settling in her eyes, Haan Bing directly walked towards the direction of the dense forest.
Behind him, Luo Qianqian followed closely with a face full of peculiarity.
"This Blood Mist is the first barrier, you should have tried contacting your people, right? In this Blood Mist Forest, any spiritual power or Divine Sense cannot be transmitted out." As if explaining ambiguities to Luo Qianqian, Haan Bing continued speaking ahead on his own.
Luo Qianqian maintained a safe distance from Haan Bing, giving herself room for reaction, ensuring she could swiftly respond and evade if Haan Bing attacked her.
It was at this moment that Luo Qianqian deeply understood why there should be a safe distance when learning to drive...
She stood behind Haan Bing, watching his back with an odd expression, feeling that this interaction shouldn’t exist between her and Haan Bing.
After all, the enmity between their respective Sects had long been known to the world, and how could representatives of these Sects get along so peacefully...
Shortly after, the blood mist dissipated, and after a ripple, Luo Qianqian was surprised to find that there was no trace of the blood mist in front of her.
Whether in front or behind, it had vanished without a trace, as if it never existed...
After a moment of amazement, Luo Qianqian continued to follow Haan Bing’s footsteps, holding the Communication Jade Slip, and shortly after, only Bai Jian returned a response.
Luo Qianqian let out a sigh of relief, it seemed others had not yet emerged, as long as they were safe, it was fine.
Explaining the shielding effect of the blood mist, she then quietly waited for others to come out.
As the two continued forward, Haan Bing quickly halted: "Hide!"
With that uttered, he already stood armed in his place, and Luo Qianqian, without a second thought, directly leaped onto a tree, furrowing her brows tightly, carefully holding her breath in fear of being discovered by an unexpected move.
Now, for her, any battle she could avoid, she would. There was no need to fight unnecessarily, especially as recovery might be required afterward, she lacked the courage to face Haan Bing...
"Who goes there?" A clear voice came from ahead, though laden with a hint of killing intent, clearly not unfamiliar with obstacles along the way.
"Northern Region Snow Palace, Haan Bing." Haan Bing replied calmly.
The other party obviously let out a sigh of relief: "Eastern Region Tianshi Sect, Zhan Yuan. Farewell."
Without ever meeting face to face, they each retreated, sharing the same thought.
As long as they didn’t encounter enemies, no one wanted to make a move in such an environment, as they needed a safe space for assured recovery.
Luo Qianqian, however, furrowed her brow. Tianshi Sect? Never heard of it, possibly a top three in the regional matches?
Otherwise, weren’t most sects from the four major competition areas somewhat familiar?
Haan Bing furrowed his brow, looked in Zhan Yuan’s direction, then his own, sighed, and finally put away his sword.
Shortly afterward, just shy of two hundred meters, the panting Zhan Yuan came running back, seeing Haan Bing’s cold gaze, he still couldn’t help but greet: "Brother Haan, hurry!" fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Haan Bing watched Zhan Yuan collapse before him and Luo Qianqian, a look of speechless disbelief on his face.
"Ha, not bad, brought a couple more small fry... oh, there’s a woman? Why does she look so familiar?"
Trailing Zhan Yuan were four men dressed in the same earthy yellow robes. They weren’t well-acquainted, but it was evident they were from the same sect, and clearly on a mission inside.
"Seems like it’s the one who roast people and make soup... Luo Shiqi."
"Big brother... how about we let them go..."
Immediately, the youngest felt afraid as he looked at Luo Qianqian. After all, not everyone was indifferent to Luo Qianqian’s actions.
Killing may be routine for them, for survival, for treasures, but using such cruel methods, still a rare sight...
"Ha, there are so many of us, are we afraid of her? We’ll take these small fry for the Wulan Sect!"
At that moment, the man who spoke first looked at Luo Qianqian with utter disdain.
"Ha, ha." Luo Qianqian slightly narrowed her eyes and lowered her head, casting several glances at the ’Zhan Yuan’ on the ground.
"If battle it must be, then battle. Why all the idle talk?" Haan Bing directly unsheathed his sword, battle intent rising: "But, if you want to eat us small fry, let’s see if your teeth are strong enough!"
You’re the small fry!
Luo Qianqian also immediately grabbed her weapon, Little Black Bow, glaring at Haan Bing.
Even if she should at least be a beauty, a mermaid or jellyfish of some kind, who’s the small fry?
"Shoo!"
An arrow pinned the ’Zhan Yuan’ on the ground, and Luo Qianqian took action unhesitatingly. However, the target was the ’Zhan Yuan’ before Haan Bing, leaving the four persons opposite taken aback.
"Sorry, my hand slipped." Luo Qianqian shrugged calmly.
Her gaze remained icy cold, even though ’Zhan Yuan’ appeared extremely weak, in her lowered gaze, she easily saw him still making small movements on the ground.
If he still had the energy for tricks, how could he be truly exhausted and collapsed before Haan Bing?
If you are acting, go the full distance, okay? She graduated from the Drama Academy, didn’t she?
"No worries, to avoid being someone’s prey later." With ease, Haan Bing raised his foot, kicked ’Zhan Yuan’ away, hitting against a tree, blood splattered on his chest, and he teetered at the brink, gasping weakly, while a clearly poisoned, slightly green Dagger appeared at his sprawled position.
Then he chuckled inwardly, such a scene couldn’t even fool a girl, yet attempts were made to deceive him?
One must remember, he survived amidst deception from a young age, knowing well who was trustworthy, who wasn’t, who might be trustworthy in one moment and not in the next, and vice-versa. Such tricks had entangled him since the Northern Region Snow Palace changed hands.
How could he be fooled by this simple ’feigned injury tactic’? Especially with strangers, how could he be merciful?
Mercy and softness towards enemies equate to harm to oneself.
