Chapter 8: Protector Yun Han

Qiuqiu covered her eyes on the side, her little paws occasionally parting to sneak a peek. Hehe, can't look at the shy face.

Feng Moxi turned her head slightly away, her fair hand lifting his handsome face. "Devote yourself to me? How about you teach me martial arts instead?"

Mo Jundust wasn't angered by her teasing; his smile grew even more wickedly charming. "Oh? What's in it for me?"

"The poison in your body is only temporarily suppressed. I deliberately left out one ingredient. As for benefits—how about this? Don't forget you still owe me a hundred thousand gold coins." Negotiating benefits with her? Hmph, good thing I kept a trump card.

"..." Mo Jundust froze for a moment, then suddenly burst into loud laughter. Haha, too interesting. He was actually being threatened by a little girl who looked only fourteen or fifteen. Too interesting.

Feng Moxi pursed her lips. What's so funny?

"Aren't you afraid I'll kidnap you and force you to cure the poison?" Mo Jundust's silver, bewitching eyes flickered. This little girl was good, very much to his taste. Keeping her captive wouldn't be bad either.

"Heh, I'm only afraid you won't even know how you died." A faint mockery curved Feng Moxi's lips. Since she dared save him, she wasn't afraid of him turning on her. If he dared abduct her, she would destroy him no matter the cost.

One of her taboos: freedom.

Mo Jundust saw the ruthlessness and destructive intent in her eyes. He pursed his lips. This girl looked so young, how could she seem like she'd been through so much?

"Little girl, so ruthless at such a young age—truly unlovable." His slender fingers pinched her smooth, tender cheek. Soft and supple, felt great.

"Ruthlessness knows no age." Feng Moxi didn't know what was wrong with her. Usually a woman of few words, she was now answering every question. Was it because he was the first person she'd met in this world? Probably.

"Chirp~~" A piercing bird cry rang out from above the cave.

Mo Jundust's hands, which had been pinching Feng Moxi's face, paused. A flash of displeasure crossed his heart. Why now of all times? Had he been too idle lately? Hmph, necessary to find them something to practice on.

Yun Han, currently sitting on Hei Feng's back, would have cried and jumped off if he knew his master's thoughts. He had rushed over non-stop upon receiving Mo Jundust's signal and encountered numerous unknown attackers. Truly... he wanted to cry!

"Leaving yet?" Upon hearing the cry outside and seeing Mo Jun's expression, Feng Moxi knew his ride had arrived. Judging by the sound, it was a flying Xuan beast.

"So heartless?" Mo Jundust looked at her with grievance. "Little girl, come back with me?" It was a question.

"No."

"What if I die from the poison? Who will you get your hundred thousand gold coins from then?"

"Spending a hundred thousand gold coins to get rid of a nuisance like you is worth it."

Mo Jundust nearly coughed up blood. When had he ever been so unwelcome? Every appearance of his caused a sensation. When had he ever been disdained like this?

"The last ingredient can be resolved by anyone with a bit of medical skill. The Gu poison in your body won't flare up for a while, so you won't die for now. Alright, you can go." Feng Moxi hugged Qiuqiu and leaned against the cave wall. The firelight softened her features.

Mo Jundust's heart softened. The little girl didn't want him to die? Ignoring the increasingly urgent cries outside, he hooked his arm around Feng Moxi's neck and pressed a kiss to her lips. "Little girl, this is a mark. From now on, you belong to me, Mo Junqing." A domineering tone that brooked no argument. Finished speaking, he turned and left the cave.

Feng Moxi only felt a burning heat beside her forehead. By the time the soft touch left her lips, she reacted. "You damn dead hooligan! Like hell I'm your person! Mark my ass..."

Listening to the angry curses behind him, Mo Jundust flew onto Hei Feng's back in a great mood. Yun Han hurriedly approached. "Master, are you alright?" What was that female voice from inside? Was Master attacked?

Mo Jundust glanced at him leisurely, none of the previous shamelessness remaining. His tall, straight figure stood coldly in place.

Yun Han's heart trembled. So scary. Had he done something wrong?