Chapter 7: 007: Being Low-key Definitely Won't Go Wrong

007: Keeping a Low Profile is Definitely the Way to Go

The leading man gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Sheng Luo before making a hand gesture to the guards beside him. "Leave two people to watch her; the rest, follow."

One guard stepped forward to obey, taking flight alongside him on Ming Zun. The next dozen guards followed closely, leaving only two guards staring at her. Their gazes were so intense it felt as if they wanted to tear several large holes in her body!

"Hmph! A woman who makes a man lose his appetite! Even after being drugged with potent medicine, she's so disgusted she doesn't even want to be touched! Tell me, is there even any point in having a woman like this!" One of the guards, unable to restrain himself, began muttering insults at Sheng Luo.

Interesting, oh so interesting! Because Ming Zun had spared her, Sheng Luo was currently as happy as could be. Since her chastity was preserved, she didn't bother minding the petty, gloating words of the guard.

"If she can't even serve as the master's antidote, just kill her!" The guard grew more boastful as he spoke, actually drawing his blade and attempting to strike at Sheng Luo.

Sheng Luo's eyes widened as she glared at him hatefully. *Fine! You brat, I'll remember you! I will repay this grudge a hundredfold!*

"Stop! Have you forgotten Lord Mu Yan's words?" Another guard blocked the man who had drawn his sword, his eyes flickering briefly as he glanced at Sheng Luo. He didn't believe this woman was useless; at the very least, his master—who had always treated women as nothing—had stepped in to prevent Guard Mu from cutting her down.

He didn't know for what reason his master had saved her. However, as a loyal guard, since the master had not ordered her death and Guard Mu had ordered her to be watched, she could not die.

After being intercepted, the first guard listened to the other's warning and ceased his attack. He gave Sheng Luo one last hateful glare before sheathing his sword and sitting down under the shade of a tree with the other guard.

By now, the sun was high in the sky. Sheng Luo estimated it was around eight or nine in the morning; judging by the season, it must be midsummer. She could hear the chirping of cicadas in the forest. Fortunately, the trees were lush, and the sunlight filtering through the leaves wasn't too intense, and the occasional breeze felt somewhat refreshing. The scenery was quite nice, except for the thick scent of blood wafting from her body and the ground...

*Well! Whatever! Just don't pay attention to it.*

After experiencing so much this morning and running so far, she was truly exhausted. Seeing that the guards no longer intended to kill her, her life should be safe until the group of handsome men returned.

Though her stomach was very hungry, her acupoints had not been released, and she doubted the two guards would be kind enough to provide her with food. With nothing to do, she had no choice but to sleep. Although she was very reluctant and dissatisfied with the idea of sleeping while standing, she had no other option in her current situation.

*Sleep, sleep!*

And so, the acupoint-suppressed woman fell into a peaceful sleep while standing amidst a ground covered in severed corpses! This left the two guards, who discovered the situation a while later, completely dumbfounded, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor.

In truth, Sheng Luo didn't sleep that deeply. Because she had undergone strict training since childhood, and because she was highly motivated to be a "rice worm" (a person who lives off others without working), her actual sleep time was quite insufficient. This had resulted in her ability to think about things even while sleeping.

Even though she was asleep, she was contemplating everything that had happened. Due to her profession in her previous life, the number of people who wanted to kill her in the modern era could be described as being as numerous as carp crossing a river. At this moment, she truly couldn't figure out which one of them had been the culprit who kicked her into the well.

The problem now was that she had ended up in this mysterious place, a stranger in a strange land. She thought to herself, *Keeping a low profile is definitely the way to go...*

After a bout of swaying, Sheng Luo woke up with bleary, sleep-deprived eyes, only to immediately see a dozen faces of men in black staring at her, their eyes and mouths twitching. Beside them stood the handsome man, now fully dressed, looking on with a cold and indifferent expression.