Too many female prisoners, a special forces soldier transmigrates and marries wildly.

"Knock, knock, knock." A clear and restrained knocking sounded on the door.

"Miss Yun Li, Lin Feng has come to visit me at night with some matters to discuss. Please open the door and let me in."

To Xiao Qingli, that steady, crisp voice sounded like a thunderclap.

His blood seemed to freeze, and he stiffly looked up, staring at the flimsy wooden door, his breath catching in his throat.

Lin Feng was very patient. After waiting for a while, he knocked on the door three more times.

There's no escaping it, no hiding from it.

She trembled as she moved step by step to the door and used all her strength to pull open the latch.

"I apologize for disturbing you, young lady." He said in a low voice as he entered the house.

"Miss Yun Li," he began, his voice calm yet penetrating, "I have come to visit you late at night, only to ask you a few questions. I hope you will answer truthfully."

"How did you learn about the 'Shadow Swan' conspiracy?" His voice remained steady, each word carrying immense weight.

"The girl's identity remains a mystery; how can this be explained?"

"I...I..." Xiao Qingli's face was ashen, and she staggered backward, only managing to stand firm against the cold earthen wall.

Seeing her break down, Lin Feng felt a pang in his heart.

"Miss Yunli, I have come here today not to interrogate you, nor to coerce you."

"If the young lady is unwilling to speak, I will not force her."

Lin Feng continued, his voice deep and clear.

"But now that you know their secret, they will never let you go. It is truly dangerous for you to live alone here."

"As long as you trust me and tell me what you know, I, Lin, will do my utmost to investigate, eliminate 'Shadow Strike,' and find the mastermind behind it all. At that time, your danger will be resolved. As for your identity..." He paused, his gaze piercing into her eyes.

"As long as the young lady poses no harm to our dynasty or Shuofeng City, I, Lin, can pretend I know nothing about it. All the past can be left behind."

Xiao Qingli was completely stunned, forgetting to cry, and just stared at him blankly.

Not only did he not investigate her identity, but he also wanted to protect her and help her fight her enemies?

He said that the past can be let go with the wind...

Can it really be done? Can the bloodline she carries, the secrets she hides, really be erased like this? Can she trust him?

After a long silence, Xiao Qingli took a deep breath and whispered, "It was what I...saw and guessed."

Then, she recounted the entire situation.

"Not only did you win the bet, young lady, but you also saved me and Shuofeng City." Lin Feng's voice was deep and powerful. "I thank you."

Xiao Qingli hurriedly waved her hands, tears welling up again: "No, no... I only... I only did what I should have done. It is already... already magnanimous of you not to pursue my spying offense, sir."

Looking into her still-frightened eyes, he softened his tone and said, almost as if making a promise, "As for your identity, as I said, as long as you pose no threat to Shuofeng City or the imperial court, I will pretend not to know anything about your past. You are Yun Li, an embroiderer in Shuofeng City, nothing more. Once I have rooted out and eliminated 'Shadow Scorpion' and found out who is behind it, your danger will be resolved. Until then, trust me, don't be afraid."

Xiao Qingli stared blankly at him, tears silently streaming down her face.

Trust him? This man, who should be the pursuer and judge, is now promising to protect her, promising to let her simply be "Yun Li." Is this really possible? Could this be another trap?

He glanced at the deep night outside the window and knew it was not wise to linger.

Tonight's trip yielded far more results than expected. It confirmed that Yun Li and "Shadow Swan" had no direct collusion.

"I will send more people to protect this courtyard secretly. I will also have someone take care of your daily needs secretly. To the outside world, just say that you were frightened the night before and need to rest. Don't see anyone, including Granny Zhou next door. If there is any emergency, you can put a pot of orchids on the windowsill. My people will see it."

After saying this, he clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned around, opened the courtyard gate, and his tall figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He left, leaving behind promises and an invisible protection.

The despair that had almost frozen Xiao Qingli's heart seemed to have been somewhat dispelled.

Wolf Valley lives up to its name.

The old locust tree at the mouth of the valley, which had been dead for who knows how many years, had branches that looked like menacing claws, adding to its eerie atmosphere in the approaching night.

It was nearly midnight. Under the old locust tree, there was no one, only the howling wind swirling the pebbles and withered grass.

About a hundred paces away from the old locust tree, in a sheltered spot cleverly concealed by a naturally weathered rock cave, Lin Feng, like the most patient hunter, almost blends into the surrounding gray-brown rocks.

Behind and to his sides, in a fan shape, were the most elite of the twelve scouts from the north wind.

Time ticked by, second by second, in the deathly silence of waiting.

It was midnight, but the area under the old locust tree remained empty.

"Captain, could it be a trap? Or did the other side realize it and change the location?" Old Dao's almost inaudible whisper came from beside him.

Lin Feng did not answer immediately, his gaze still fixed on every inch of land, every rock, and every shadow around the old locust tree.

"Wait a little longer. According to them, the confirmation signal hasn't appeared yet." Lin Feng responded in a breathy voice, his tone calm and undisturbed.

Sure enough, after about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a ghostly black shadow, like a raccoon blending into the night, silently drifted in from the direction of the valley entrance.

This man was short in stature, but his movements were surprisingly agile. He landed silently and cautiously surveyed his surroundings, especially the rocks and bushes around the old locust tree that were suitable for an ambush. He even bent down to carefully examine several locations that Lin Feng and his men had meticulously prepared, leaving no trace.

Lin Feng's heart was in his throat, his muscles tensed, and he even held his breath.

The dark figure checked around but didn't seem to find anything unusual. Then it quickly darted to the east side of the old locust tree, squatted down, and groped around in a very hidden crevice under the third large rock for a moment before placing a fist-sized black pebble inside. Then it carefully covered it with withered grass and loose soil.

After doing all this, he observed the area warily for a moment, then with a swift movement, he retreated like a ghost in the direction he had come from, quickly disappearing into the darkness at the valley entrance.

Confirmation signal has appeared!

Lin Feng felt reassured, but he didn't relax. This was only the first step.

He gently raised his left hand, making a "steady" gesture. Now was not the time to act; he had to wait, wait for the real big fish—or, wait for a meticulously planned trap.

Time crawled slowly in the oppressive silence. The wind in the valley seemed colder, carrying a biting chill.

It was 1:45 AM. The appointed time had arrived.

From the direction of the valley entrance, extremely faint footsteps, almost drowned out by the wind, could be heard again.

This time, two people came.

The person in the lead was tall and slender, wearing a wide black cloak with a low-hanging brim that covered most of his face, revealing only a chin with sharp, cold lines.

His steps were steady, neither fast nor slow, each step as if measured, exuding a composure and... chill that seemed out of place in this desolate valley.

Half a step behind him was a burly guard with a curved sword at his waist, his eyes sharp and piercing as he constantly scanned the surroundings.