The Fairy Ice Sparrow

The mocking voice of the woman in the red dress tickled Ye Fengwu's ears, making the hairs on his face stand on end.

Then, Ye Fengwu muttered in a very strange tone: "Perhaps...there really are such coincidences!"

"Hehehe..."

The woman in the red dress couldn't help but laugh, a charming laugh that was in full bloom. She had looks comparable to Qin Qinghan, and with her bewitching demeanor, her laugh alone seemed capable of ensnaring all men.

But as Ye Fengwu listened to her laughter, he only felt his scalp tingle even more.

After her laughter died down, the aura of the woman in the red dress instantly turned a few degrees colder, giving off a fickle vibe.

Soon after, the woman in the red dress said indifferently: "The two characters engraved on the ring were carved by my own hand, symbolizing my loyalty to him, and proving that this ring belongs only to me and him."

"Two years ago, I gave him this ring as a token of our love," she sighed, "...Seems like she was reminiscing about memories from back then, and continued, "Although reluctant, he still accepted it."

The woman in the red dress cast a charming glance at Ye Fengwu's profile and chuckled: "He told me that if one day, he put the ring on my hand, I would become his woman."

"But after waiting for him for two years, he turned out to be an unfaithful man."

By the end, the tone of the woman in the red dress had become extremely resentful, and her gaze pitifully fixed on Ye Fengwu.

Ye Fengwu could barely raise his eyes to look at the woman in red.

The woman in red lowered her drooping head, trying to meet Ye Fengwu's eyes, then laughed again: "Handsome, what do you think I should do? Should that unfaithful man be punished, or should I kill that pretty woman who came between us and even made me a little jealous?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Fengwu's expression instantly became a few degrees colder. He turned to look at the woman in red and said coldly, "Bing Que, if you dare to hurt a hair on her head, I... will never forgive you."

The woman in red put on a surprised expression and resentfully said, "I didn't expect the once prestigious Blood Wolf King to become a crazed protector of his wife. Can you... still live up to me?"

The woman in red's voice was still charming, but Ye Fengwu could detect the traces of coldness within. This woman's temperament was fickle - he could never guess if she would be crying or laughing, happy or angry in the next second.

Luo Bing Que - she had a special identity and formidable strength. Ye Fengwu was not confident he could defeat her.

Their acquaintance could be traced back to a collaborative mission three years ago. It involved the top warriors and mercenaries from over a dozen countries.

Their goal was to stop a mysterious organization from interfering in other countries' ruling authorities - that organization was none other than the Death God Guild.

It was also the first time Ye Fengwu clashed with the Death God Guild. In that fight, the Death God Guild mobilized dozens of people, including two top-tier Gang warriors, one mid-tier Gang warrior, and seven low-tier Gang warriors.

It was an earthshattering battle. Warriors and mercenaries from other countries were killed or gravely injured. Luo Bing Que fought alone against the siege of ten Gang warriors, yet she still managed to kill two top-tier Gang warriors.

That day, Luo Bing Que wore red battle armor and long red boots. Her fighting was elegant yet fierce, like a descended red-clothed angel reaping demons.

Although formidable, Luo Bing Que still could not withstand their siege. By the time she killed those two top-tier Gang warriors, she was already exhausted, nearly on the verge of death.

After forcing back a mid-tier Gang warrior again, Luo Bing Que's strength finally ran out, and her body tipped forward.

Just then, Ye Fengwu wielding the Black Wind Blades flashed over, catching her before she hit the ground. With his back, he lifted her up.

From the moment he carried Luo Bing Que, what laid before him were the remaining eight Gang warriors, one of whom was mid-tier.

Feeling the sturdy back beneath her, Luo Bing Que weakly said, "Carrying me... you won't get away either."

But Ye Fengwu replied without hesitation, "I won't abandon any comrade."

The instant his blades started swinging, he was like a true bloodthirsty wolf king. Although he had no Gang energy in him, he still forced the eight Gang warriors to keep their distance. Of course, this was also partly because the eight had sustained some injuries from Luo Bing Que earlier.

A smile curled the corner of Luo Bing Que's mouth as she murmured, "No man in my life has ever fought to the death for me. What if I fall for you... what then?"

Ye Fengwu snorted as he fought, "There must be many men willing to risk death for you, but I'm only unwilling to abandon a comrade. Besides, falling for someone so easily, I can't help but suspect you are a fickle woman of the mortal world."

"Hehehe..."

Ye Fengwu's words made Luo Bing Que laugh. She laughed in full bloom, but afterwards, when Luo Bing Que recovered from her injuries, she also used these words as an excuse to give Ye Fengwu a sound beating. But that was a story for later.

When Luo Bing Que's laughter died down, her tone also grew somber, "You can abandon me and leave, I won't blame you, but you must kill me, I don't want to fall into their hands."

Ye Fengwu didn't speak, only focused seriously on the siege before him.

Luo Bing Que said again, "Carrying me, you can't escape either. We'll both die."

Ye Fengwu snorted, "Sorry, although I don't like you, I also won't abandon any comrade. Compared to deserting comrades, death... is nothing."

Although Ye Fengwu's words made Luo Bing Que want to viciously bite his shoulder, she was also strangely moved by them for some reason.

In that battle, Ye Fengwu alone with Luo Bing Que on his back faced eight Gang warriors. He had over twenty stab wounds and seven or eight bullet holes on his body.

Yet despite this, he didn't allow the slightest harm, not even a single hair, to come to Luo Bing Que on his back.

From that moment on, Luo Bing Que realized she had completely taken an interest in this man. And even for a woman as proud as her, once she took interest in a man, she would become hopelessly obsessed.

Although lacking Gang energy, Ye Fengwu seemed to have endless stamina. Covered in blood, he still fought with increasing ferocity, striking fear in the eight Gang warriors' hearts.

In the end, wary of him, the eight Gang warriors could only temporarily retreat. As long as they recovered from their injuries, they could catch up and kill Ye Fengwu and Luo Bing Que.

Naturally, Ye Fengwu knew their intentions, so he fled at full speed with Luo Bing Que on his back.

For seven days and nights, Ye Fengwu barely rested. His sole purpose was to bring his comrade back to China safely.

On the way, Luo Bing Que knew she likely wouldn't recover from her injuries, and with the Death God Guild's people in close pursuit behind them, she didn't want to burden Ye Fengwu. Several times, she tried to secretly slip away, but each time she was grabbed back like a chicken by Ye Fengwu.

After many failed attempts, she finally resigned herself to her fate - they would die together if it came to it. At least he was the only man she had ever loved.

After seven days and nights of escape, they finally made it back to China. Only after confirming their safety did Ye Fengwu's entire body crash backward, his last shred of willpower completely dissipating.

Luo Bing Que knew he hadn't slept for seven days and nights while still dragging his gravely wounded body.

At that moment, tears blurred Luo Bing Que's eyes. It was the first time she had cried, and the first time she shed tears for a man.

When Ye Fengwu awoke, the person sitting beside him was none other than Luo Bing Que. She held up a dazzling ring, with a lustrous blue gem embedded on it.

Luo Bing Que said, "Accept it. You'll be Luo Bing Que's man. Refuse... and I'll hunt you to the ends of the earth. Even if you hide in an army barrack, I'll break in."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fengwu just coldly snorted, "Forced melons are not sweet."

Luo Bing Que joked, "You mean I'm forcing you?"

"Isn't it obvious enough?" Ye Fengwu said coldly.

Luo Bing Que's face was also filled with chilliness as she humphed, "Take it or leave it."

Ye Fengwu's eyebrows furrowed as he gnashed his teeth and said, "Take it, why wouldn't I take it."

Ye Fengwu was an iron-blooded man in the military. Although every word he said to Luo Bing Que was unfriendly, how could his heart and body resist the mad bombardment of this peerless beauty. Being stubborn would come at a price someday.

Seeing Ye Fengwu carefully put the Emerald Heart into his bag, the coldness in Luo Bing Que's eyes instantly turned into tenderness.

But soon after, Luo Bing Que spoke in a somewhat bitter tone, "You're my man, but I won't marry you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fengwu's face turned cold as he scolded, "Are you toying with me?"