Chapter 1679: Chapter 1678: Hostage

Qiao Xiaomai felt deep sympathy for Bei Yun’s plight, but it was too late. She heard his story too late, and her sympathy was nothing but a joke to Bei Yun now.

He had already evolved into a vengeful ghost.

He didn’t need sympathy.

He only cared about living happily, avenging whoever he wanted to avenge, and doing whatever piqued his interest.

There was no longer any universal morality or values in his mind.

All that was left in there was himself.

Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t help but wrap the blanket around her tighter. The wind leaked into the carriage, the chilly gusts outside seeping through the cracks, making her shiver uncontrollably. Sitting next to a vengeful ghost only amplified the coldness in the air.

“Are you cold?” Bei Yun, who was inspecting the Divine Crossbow again, caught a glimpse of her movements out of the corner of his eye and spoke.

“A bit.” Qiao Xiaomai tried hard to suppress the tremor in her voice caused by the cold.

But the sensation was genuinely terrifying. For a mere mortal like her, it was difficult to control. The two words she uttered even carried a slight quiver.

Seeing this, Bei Yun spoke up, “We left in such a hurry that I forgot to get a brazier. Bear with it for now. I’ll sort one out for you when we pass through a town.”

“Is this the main road we’re traveling on?” Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t help but ask after hearing him.

“No, but we’ll still pass through some towns.”

“Aren’t you afraid of exposing your whereabouts?”

“And if I’m exposed? The Imperial Guards and Divine Crossbow Team in the Capital City—none of them are a challenge to me. Let alone the local garrison troops, I could take on an army of ten thousand by myself.” Bei Yun chuckled lightly as he spoke. “Miss Qiao, it seems you have absolutely no idea what my capabilities are, huh? Would you like me to show you a little performance?”

Qiao Xiaomai: “…How?”

“How about I deliberately provoke the military camp when we pass through a Prefecture City? I know where all the local garrison camps in Daqi are.”

Qiao Xiaomai: “…”

Damn it, this lunatic!

She ground her teeth in frustration, squeezing out two words through clenched teeth, “No need.”

“But you still haven’t come to grips with my real strength!” Bei Yun sounded a bit reluctant.

“Oh, I get it, I get it. Once we’re on the battlefield, you and Lingsu can have a proper match,” Qiao Xiaomai quickly replied.

Bei Yun sighed softly at her words. “I really don’t want to face her.”

Qiao Xiaomai noted his feigned reluctance and cursed him as hypocritical in her mind before grinding her teeth and asking, “You’ve lived this long, and you’ve never witnessed war before?”

“Of course not. Yang Wenxiao hadn’t left the Capital City for thirty years, and by then the nation was already unified. I’m only forty years old, you know.”

“You’re about to be forty-two,” Qiao Xiaomai coldly reminded him.

“After drinking that Floral Dew you made, I can stay forty forever,” Bei Yun replied with a grin.

“A corpse packed in ice can also keep its forty-year-old appearance forever,” Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t hold back and accidentally blurted out what was on her mind.

The moment those words left her mouth, her heart leapt into her throat. Hopefully, she hadn’t provoked him…

Surprisingly, Bei Yun’s smile didn’t fade. In fact, it grew wider. “Besides war, I’m also interested in Yang Wenxiao’s explosives. I’d really like to see them in action.”

Qiao Xiaomai: “…”

He let it slide?

But his words were just loaded with absurdities. She replied coldly, “You’ll see them once the fighting starts.”

“You’d better think it through. Once war begins, the losers’ fate will be grim.”

“I’m not afraid. Isn’t that why I have you? With you as a hostage, Yang Wenxiao wouldn’t dare touch me,” Bei Yun said, still smiling.

Qiao Xiaomai: “…”

Damn it!

Not knowing any martial arts really might get her killed!

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