Chapter 7: Finding a Way to Escape

She stared wide‑eyed at the scene before her, rubbing her eyes to keep them from getting blurry; yes, it was a Mammoth—wasn't this species extinct ten thousand years ago in the Remote Antiquity Era? She actually saw an extinct prehistoric animal here, and the mammoth seemed to obey the wild man's commands.

She swallowed, pointed at the Mammoth, "Did you raise it?"

Ying couldn't quite understand her words, but he still nodded, "Bag."

She said that was called "Bag," and he remembered it.

She hurried him to bring the bag over; the Mammoth used its tusks to take the bag down, and once she got it she cared little about anything else, finding a dress inside—fortunately the clothes meant she no longer had to wear beast skin.

"You go out first, I need to change clothes."

Ying, however, stayed still, seeming not to understand her words.

Nan Qinghuan felt helpless; indeed, what could she discuss with a wild man about civilization? She had to accept that she needed clothes, and since everything was already exposed she just let it be.

Under Ying's ill‑intentioned gaze, she humiliatedly changed into a set of garments; after changing she saw a flash of astonishment and wildness cross his eyes.

She realized this wild man seemed to be in heat.

"Let's go…"

Ying grabbed her arm and pulled her outward.

"Hey, where are you taking me?"

Soon, she was led by Ying to a high mountain; the air there was superb, the sky clear blue, the wind warm, while outside the weather was scorching yet comfortable.

Here she finally beheld the ancient scenery she had always wanted to see.

An endless expanse of mountains and fields, dense thickets; there was no civilization, no trace of human development, everything was primitive, like virgin land awaiting cultivation.

The pond's water was crystal clear to the bottom; the stones beneath were unlike any she had seen, oddly shaped and sparkling like diamonds.

Mist rose from the water's surface; she knew it was a hot spring, a product of volcanic eruption, a perfect bathing spot for these wild men.

Ying saw she was dirty, pointed at the water's surface, "Wash…"

Nan Qinghuan sweated heavily, her body had a scent; this wild man brought her here to clean up, showing he was actually quite hygienic.

Seeing the hot spring, she couldn't wait to jump in, but seeing Ying there made her immediately shy, stammering, "Could you…"

Ying's gaze was only scorching as he looked at her, seeming not to understand her words; she helplessly shrugged, never mind, the wild man definitely wouldn't understand the nonsense about men and women not being intimate.

"No need, I'll go wash."

Under Ying's stare, she had to endure, quickly stripped her clothes and went to bathe; Ying saw her graceful figure reflected in the sunlight, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, this female body was too enticing.

After getting out of the water, not wanting the wild man to take advantage, she quickly curled her body back into the water, exposing only her head; the warm spring water moisturized her whole body and washed away the sweat smell, making her feel revived.

Her body felt much better, her mind cleared gradually, though her limbs were still sore; although she didn't want to admit it, she had to acknowledge that she had already… with this wild man, and now she must think of a way to escape.

While she was daydreaming about escape routes, suddenly the wild man also jumped in; his massive body plunged into the water, instantly creating splashes; she was about to scream, and before she could react, Ying's long arm scooped her petite self into his embrace.

"What are you doing?"