At the same time, in the dark forest.
In the part of the forest where Su Man couldn't see, someone stood straight, respectfully nodding, "Young Master."
The bright moonlight shone above, contrasting sharply with the surrounding darkness, illuminating that person.
With black hair and black eyes, dressed in black, he almost blended into the surrounding shadows.
The other person said nothing, his expression grim.
After a while, a low voice broke the silence, "Where is she?"
"…Miss Su is still inside that building." After speaking, the dark guard paused for a moment before adding, "When we found Miss Su, she had already been taken by this mercenary group, an all-female mercenary group called PW. They're not very famous, but their leader, Han Bing, is quite renowned, ranked around 35 on the leaderboard."
However, these details were not what the man was interested in.
His handsome features were illuminated by the moonlight, revealing strikingly beautiful brows and eyes, yet his gaze was marked by a careless indifference.
He showed complete disinterest in the surrounding environment.
The dark guard, clearly having followed this beautiful young man for years, understood his temperament well and instinctively stopped speaking. He dared not utter another word before receiving any indication from the young man, even holding his breath.
Yet after a while, nothing happened.
Silence. Utter silence.
It carried an unspoken danger.
The handsome young man stood with his back to the others, the moonlight casting all its glow upon him, elongating his already tall shadow. His indifferent, even cold, beautiful eyes silently gazed at the villa not far away.
"…Is she injured?" his deep, magnetic voice slowly inquired.
It was obvious who this "she" referred to.
The dark guard stiffened, quickly lowering his head further, clearly aware of the punishment he was about to face. "…Miss Su has some minor external injuries."
"What about the child?"
"Reporting to the Young Master, Miss Su's fetus should be fine, but since winter is approaching and her constitution is weak, coupled with her external injuries, although none of these are serious, I believe that if we don't take her back soon, Miss Su is very likely to fall ill."
As soon as the dark guard finished speaking, a low laugh echoed through the air.
Take her back?
That depended on whether Su Man was willing to return with him.
The atmosphere was quiet, extremely quiet.
At that moment, the young man slowly said, "Do you think she's learned her lesson?"
He loved her so much, cherished her so deeply.
He couldn't bear to let her feet touch the ground; wherever she wanted to go, he would carry her, even feeding her during meals.
How dare she run away?
And run so far.
The young man's gaze fixated on the dilapidated villa, staring at the pitch-black windows without shifting his sight for a long time. In that darkness, it was as if he could see the person he was searching for.
She leaned against the window, curled up like a small creature, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall, her shoulders frail and delicate.
Just a short time apart, and she had lost even more weight.
"Man Man, you really are—"
The corners of Jun Jin's lips suddenly broke into a smile, "So naughty."
Even while pregnant, she didn't want to obediently stay by his side and even went so far as to escape; to avoid his pursuit, she had to suffer so much, even refusing to eat and sleep well, yet still unwilling to turn back.
What a willful child!
The smile at the young man's lips vanished suddenly, like a chilling winter wind that left one feeling frostbitten.
He was truly angry now.
Suddenly, countless bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the entire sky in an instant. The fierce lightning gathered together, shining even brighter than the moonlight, issuing its own commands in the heavens.
The thunder was deafening, nearly waking everyone from their sleep.
Some people in the villa had already sensed danger, quickly arming themselves or preparing to unleash their abilities.
Some believed it was a few high-level zombies going berserk and preparing to charge in, but they saw those high-level zombies still standing at the entrance of the forest, their expressions just as alert.
What was happening?
In an instant, almost everyone sensed that something was wrong.At the same time, in the dark forest.
In the part of the forest where Su Man couldn't see, someone stood straight, respectfully nodding, "Young Master."
The bright moonlight shone above, contrasting sharply with the surrounding darkness, illuminating that person.
With black hair and black eyes, dressed in black, he almost blended into the surrounding shadows.
The other person said nothing, his expression grim.
After a while, a low voice broke the silence, "Where is she?"
"…Miss Su is still inside that building." After speaking, the dark guard paused for a moment before adding, "When we found Miss Su, she had already been taken by this mercenary group, an all-female mercenary group called PW. They're not very famous, but their leader, Han Bing, is quite renowned, ranked around 35 on the leaderboard."
However, these details were not what the man was interested in.
His handsome features were illuminated by the moonlight, revealing strikingly beautiful brows and eyes, yet his gaze was marked by a careless indifference.
He showed complete disinterest in the surrounding environment.
The dark guard, clearly having followed this beautiful young man for years, understood his temperament well and instinctively stopped speaking. He dared not utter another word before receiving any indication from the young man, even holding his breath.
Yet after a while, nothing happened.
Silence. Utter silence.
It carried an unspoken danger.
The handsome young man stood with his back to the others, the moonlight casting all its glow upon him, elongating his already tall shadow. His indifferent, even cold, beautiful eyes silently gazed at the villa not far away.
"…Is she injured?" his deep, magnetic voice slowly inquired.
It was obvious who this "she" referred to.
The dark guard stiffened, quickly lowering his head further, clearly aware of the punishment he was about to face. "…Miss Su has some minor external injuries."
"What about the child?"
"Reporting to the Young Master, Miss Su's fetus should be fine, but since winter is approaching and her constitution is weak, coupled with her external injuries, although none of these are serious, I believe that if we don't take her back soon, Miss Su is very likely to fall ill."
As soon as the dark guard finished speaking, a low laugh echoed through the air.
Take her back?
That depended on whether Su Man was willing to return with him.
The atmosphere was quiet, extremely quiet.
At that moment, the young man slowly said, "Do you think she's learned her lesson?"
He loved her so much, cherished her so deeply.
He couldn't bear to let her feet touch the ground; wherever she wanted to go, he would carry her, even feeding her during meals.
How dare she run away?
And run so far.
The young man's gaze fixated on the dilapidated villa, staring at the pitch-black windows without shifting his sight for a long time. In that darkness, it was as if he could see the person he was searching for.
She leaned against the window, curled up like a small creature, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall, her shoulders frail and delicate.
Just a short time apart, and she had lost even more weight.
"Man Man, you really are—"
The corners of Jun Jin's lips suddenly broke into a smile, "So naughty."
Even while pregnant, she didn't want to obediently stay by his side and even went so far as to escape; to avoid his pursuit, she had to suffer so much, even refusing to eat and sleep well, yet still unwilling to turn back.
What a willful child!
The smile at the young man's lips vanished suddenly, like a chilling winter wind that left one feeling frostbitten.
He was truly angry now.
Suddenly, countless bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the entire sky in an instant. The fierce lightning gathered together, shining even brighter than the moonlight, issuing its own commands in the heavens.
The thunder was deafening, nearly waking everyone from their sleep.
Some people in the villa had already sensed danger, quickly arming themselves or preparing to unleash their abilities.
Some believed it was a few high-level zombies going berserk and preparing to charge in, but they saw those high-level zombies still standing at the entrance of the forest, their expressions just as alert.
What was happening?
In an instant, almost everyone sensed that something was wrong.