He became more and more pleased as he thought about it, but he didn’t notice that the path they were taking became increasingly remote and difficult to navigate.
By the time they reached the mid-slope of the mountain, even he, a grown man, was starting to tire physically, but the woman ahead continued to stride along effortlessly.
He thought, I mustn’t let her go any further. We haven’t encountered any villagers, so if I make my move in this place, her cries for help will be utterly useless. As long as I take her body, everything will be under my control.
His face wrinkled into a lecherous smile.
Just as Yunyi squatted down to pick up some mountain goods, he rushed over, intending to tackle her to the ground.
He lunged with all his strength, but unfortunately, what greeted him was a chestnut shell Yunyi had readied. It pricked him, making him scream out in pain.
Yunyi swiftly stood up and stepped on his back. "Who are you, and why are you following me?"
Zhang Mazha obviously hadn’t expected this outcome and stubbornly denied stalking her. "I’m not following you; I just happened to be walking here. I tripped over something, and that’s how I ended up falling towards you so coincidentally."
Yunyi increased the pressure of her foot. "Do you think I’ll believe that?"
Zhang Mazha let out a pained howl but remained defiant. "I’m telling the truth! Hurry up and take your foot off me!"
Yunyi let out a cold laugh. "Not telling the truth, huh?"
She picked up a twig and started poking at several of his acupressure points.
Zhang Mazha twisted on the ground like a maggot. "What have you done to me, you little bitch?"
Yunyi sneered internally, Oh, still a tough nut to crack? So stubborn, even now. Aloud, she said, "Fine. Since you won’t talk, then just wait here to feed the wolves."
Zhang Mazha panicked. If she really leaves me here, I’m afraid I’ll truly die here!
Yunyi was not joking with him; she had other matters to attend to. Whether he lived or died was his own doing. And as for the person behind him, they wouldn’t escape her either. Although murder was a crime in this society, she had plenty of ways to deal with them silently. Having returned to the modern era, she wouldn’t actively harm anyone, but she certainly wouldn’t let herself be wronged.
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