Chapter 2: Barbarian

Ying's gaze carried a wary expression, "What are you doing?" She was startled, then realized he had misunderstood, hurriedly explained, "I'll apply medicine to you, don't be afraid."

Seeing her petite and cute with no threat, Ying gently released her hand; the female's hand was so smooth and tender, he actually felt a bit reluctant.

The spray is the best coagulant; soon, the savage noticed the blood had stopped flowing, his gaze burned hotter as he looked at Nan Qinghuan. She can heal? "Are you a Shamaness?"

Nan Qinghuan packed her bag, looked at him suspiciously, "What Shamaness?"

While speaking, she stood up; unexpectedly the savage also rose, his eyes fixed on her, making her feel an invisible pressure and danger.

Not right.

She finally had time to size up the man: he was about two meters tall, making her 1.7‑meter frame look tiny beside him. He was bare‑torsoed and muscular, his lower half covered with Beast Skin over the sensitive area, his whole body robust, chest covered in fine hair, eyes sharp as an eagle's, a scruffy beard on his chin; though his face was unkempt, his features were regular, giving a rugged beauty.

"Hey, your blood has stopped flowing; can you take me away from here?"

Ying still ignored her, only his gaze grew wilder; was this a lone member of the Ape Tribe? Seeing him silent, Nan Qinghuan's intuition warned her it wasn't safe, "Then be careful, don't get water on the wound; I'm leaving first."

After saying that she turned to leave, but Ying strode forward and blocked her path, "Where do you want to go?"

He was so tall that his whole body cast a shadow over her, making her sense danger, and she stepped back gradually, "Hey, don't act recklessly."

The savage, towering and massive, ignored her words; when she stepped back, he pressed in.

Ying's eyes were filled with intense possessiveness; Nan Qinghuan turned to run, "Don't come any closer, or don't blame me for being impolite."

She reached for the Pepper Water in her bag to deal with Ying, but Ying lunged forward, snatched the dagger from her hand, then bent down and hoisted her onto his shoulder, patting her rear, "From now on you are my female."

"Hey, what female, let me go, let go."

Nan Qinghuan swore she cursed him with every profanity she knew, but the barbaric man paid her no heed; not only did he ignore her, he kept walking.

His legs were long, and he moved swiftly, giving her no chance to resist or struggle.

It's over; she's about to be kidnapped by the barbarian.

"You, let go of me, let go."

She opened her mouth to bite Ying hard, but Ying saw through her intent and shoved a wild fruit into her mouth.

"Wh‑wh…"

Nevertheless, Nan Qinghuan kept resisting, her lower leg thrashing, Ying furrowed his brows, thinking the female was too troublesome and noisy; he suddenly struck her neck, and Nan Qinghuan felt a sharp pain and instantly fainted.

In a daze, Nan Qinghuan felt she was in warm spring water, her body experiencing an indescribable comfort.

It felt like taking a bath at home.

Not right.

Sensing something odd, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw... she was now naked, soaking in warm water, being held in a man's arms, her chest exposed; she let out a scream, "Get away from me!"