met free Chapter 63 Rescued and Awakened to Meet a Beautiful Woman, Kindly Rejected, Embarking on a New Journ
Chapter 63 Rescued and Awakened to Meet a Beautiful Woman, Kindly Rejected, Embarking on a New Journ
After an unknown amount of time, Han Yi slowly awoke to find himself lying in a warm tent. A faint candlelight flickered within, its dim yellow glow like a thin veil, barely illuminating the small space. Outside lay a dense, towering forest, not a single ray of light able to penetrate the layers of lush foliage, the entire forest shrouded in endless darkness and stillness, like a corner of the world forgotten.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a woman came into view, dressed as a maid. The maid wore a light pink dress with a light green ribbon tied around her waist, but her face was full of impatience. She frowned slightly, glanced at Han Yi sideways, and pursed her lips tightly, as if trying her best to suppress her dissatisfaction.
"You little burden, you've finally woken up! What a hindrance!" The maid's voice, though clear and melodious, carried a sharp edge, like a discordant note shattering the silence. She leaned forward slightly, but the movement was extremely stiff, as if she were only doing it out of helplessness. Her eyes held no concern, only disgust, her gaze sweeping quickly over Han Yi as if he were a worthless piece of trash.
Han Yi wasn't angry about this, after all, this person had saved him; otherwise, given his condition, he would likely have been killed by passing wild animals in that cave. He moved slightly, checked his physical condition, and said, "I'm fine now. Thank you for saving my life, Miss."
Upon hearing this, the maid straightened up, crossed her arms, and gave a slight snort. Her chin was held high, her eyes filled with arrogance and disdain. She said, "Hmph, it's only because our young lady is kind-hearted that she saved you. If it were me, I wouldn't have dragged you into this trouble. You wait here, I'll go and report to the young lady."
After saying that, she flicked her skirt, and the maidservant walked out quickly like a gust of wind, as if staying there for even a moment longer would make her extremely uncomfortable.
Han Yi watched the maid's departing figure, a complex emotion welling up inside him. He could sense that this unfamiliar place wasn't as welcoming as he had imagined, and he was clearly an unwelcome presence in the maid's eyes. But none of that mattered. He immediately sat cross-legged and began circulating his spiritual energy to heal his injuries, which quickly began to heal.
A short while later, sparse sounds came from outside the tent, and Han Yi quickly exited his meditation state. Then he saw a woman enter the tent, led by the maid from before.
The woman wore a magnificent purple robe, its exquisite patterns embroidered with gold thread shimmering faintly in the dim candlelight. A jewel-encrusted belt cinched her waist, dazzlingly bright. White fox fur at the collar added to her noble and elegant air.
A small beauty mark, about the size of a sesame seed, adorned the corner of her left eye, subtly embellishing her fairly pretty face. While her appearance wasn't exactly breathtakingly beautiful, it possessed a unique charm that made her unforgettable.
Upon seeing Han Yi, a hint of concern appeared in her eyes, and she quickly inquired about his injuries.
"May I ask if your injuries are any better, young master? My surname is Wang, and my given name is Weiwei. This is our camp, it's very safe, young master, you don't need to worry."
Upon hearing this, Han Yi immediately bowed, sincerely thanking the woman for saving his life. Compared to the harsh attitude of the maid beside him, this young lady's attitude truly shocked Han Yi. He never expected that the young lady who saved him would be so kind and approachable.
In the dense, sun-blocking forest, a gloomy atmosphere hung over the earth like a heavy curtain. Han Yi stepped out of the tent, squinting slightly to adjust to the dim light. He immediately spotted the others Wang Weiwei had brought: twelve guards at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, their postures upright like twelve steadfast pine trees, their eyes revealing vigilance and determination, protecting everyone's safety. There was also an elderly servant at the Perfection of Qi Refining, his face calm and composed, as if weathered by time, giving off a sense of security. Add to that a maid at the Lesser Perfection of Qi Refining and Wang Weiwei herself, and this group was indeed formidable. Han Yi pondered to himself, judging from their lineup, they weren't here for training; they must have some other important purpose.
“Young master, this place is dangerous. If you don’t mind, you can come with us. You can leave after we’re out of here!” Wang Weiwei said softly, trying to persuade him to stay. Her clear eyes were full of sincerity and kindness. In her opinion, Han Yi would probably have a hard time surviving if he left alone, and she couldn’t bear it, so she wanted to help him if she could. She leaned forward slightly, clasped her hands in front of her, and her eyes showed concern for Han Yi.
Her maid looked puzzled, her brows furrowing slightly. She couldn't help but mutter softly, "Miss, this place is fraught with danger. We ourselves have to be careful. Why should we take care of this unknown person? Isn't this just adding another burden?" The maid pouted, her eyes full of reluctance, fidgeting nervously with the hem of her clothes.
Wang Weiwei was slightly angered upon hearing this, and turned her head to reprimand, "In this treacherous place, how can we not help those in distress? Even though we are in danger, we cannot lose our kindness." Her eyes shone with a firm light, and her face was serious, leaving no room for argument.
The maidservant, though still dissatisfied, dared not say anything more. She lowered her head, gently biting her lip, a hint of helplessness on her face.
Han Yi listened to everything and thought more highly of this Miss Wang. Then he said to Wang Weiwei indifferently, "The danger here is far beyond what you can face. Listen to me and leave quickly, or you will lose your lives in vain."
After saying this, Han Yi left gracefully, his figure gradually disappearing into the dense forest.
Han Yi's words elicited varying reactions from the crowd.
The dozen or so servants beside Wang Weiwei were initially stunned, then their faces revealed resentment. One of the burly servants, his brows furrowed, eyes wide, cheeks bulging as if he had swallowed a fly. He clenched his fists, knuckles white, veins throbbing on his muscular arms, as if he were about to rush forward and argue with Han Yi. A thin servant beside him curled his lip, his eyes full of disdain. He spat in the direction Han Yi had left, muttering under his breath, "What a piece of trash. I kindly saved him, and he treats me like this."
The maid was furious, her face flushed red. She put her hands on her hips, leaned forward slightly, and her eyes seemed to spit fire. She stamped her foot and said shrilly, "Miss, look at his arrogant attitude! We shouldn't have saved this pretty boy!"
Wang Weiwei tilted her head slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes before she regained her composure. She gently bit her lower lip, her gaze following Han Yi's movements thoughtfully.
Looking at the old servant beside Wang Weiwei, who had been squinting, he slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing within them. He stroked his beard, shook his head slightly, and wore a faint smile, as if he had seen through Han Yi's intentions. However, this smile, in the eyes of the indignant servants, seemed like indulgence, making them even more furious.