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Just as Ye Chu was about to make his move, suddenly, an unexpected change occurred!

The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the enemies who had been pressing forward suddenly collapsed to the ground as if pulled by an invisible hand, stirring up clouds of dust. The scene was eerie and silent.

"What happened?"

Before the enemy leader could even process what was happening, a chilling sensation silently crept up his neck.

A finely crafted dagger, gleaming coldly in the moonlight, pierced his throat with deadly precision, ending all unfinished words and struggles.

Ye Chu's pupils contracted slightly, and then his gaze cut through the chaos, landing on the barely noticeable shadow deep in the woods.

A girl wearing a black trench coat and a hood, like a ghost in the night, slowly stepped out of the shadows.

With a deft flick of her wrist, a cold light reappeared from her sleeve, transforming into streaks of silver arcs that precisely struck the remaining fallen enemies. Each strike was clean and swift, without the slightest hesitation.

It was Chen Wenwen.

"Why is it you? Didn't I tell you to take good care of Mu Tongyan?"

Ye Chu was slightly taken aback.

Chen Wenwen leaned lightly against the tree trunk, her figure graceful, one leg supporting her body in a carefree manner, while the other leg was leisurely raised.

The short dagger danced lightly between her fingertips, as if it were her most tacit playmate, each throw and catch precise and accurate.

"She was worried about you because you hadn't come back for a while, so she sent me to find you."

Chen Wenwen's words carried a hint of helplessness and amusement, as if she were explaining or teasing.

"It's not a big problem."

Ye Chu spoke calmly.

Chen Wenwen's gaze inadvertently swept over Ye Chu's left hand, and the subtle trembling and forced calmness were clearly visible to her keen eyes.

She slowly straightened up, gracefully rising from beside the large tree she was leaning against, her steps carrying an undeniable concern as she slowly approached Ye Chu.

"Are you really alright?" Her voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable firmness, as if it could penetrate all pretense and strike straight to the heart.

Ye Chu frowned slightly, trying to respond with his usual calm: "I already said, it's really nothing serious."

However, Chen Wenwen ignored this somewhat weak explanation. Her actions were more direct than her words, and she gently placed her fingers on Ye Chu's arm.

Then, with a smooth and natural movement, she turned slightly to the side, revealing her delicate shoulder. In this unintentional display of beauty, Ye Chu noticed the first aid kit hanging on her shoulder.

"Would you mind if I treated your wound?"

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Chu's response, Chen Wenwen untied the strip of cloth binding Ye Chu's arm.

Those strips of cloth were clearly hastily tied together by Ye Chu in his haste to stop the bleeding, layer upon layer.

Seeing this, Chen Wenwen frowned slightly, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.

Immediately, she deftly drew a small, sharp dagger from her sleeve, and with practiced yet delicate movements, untied the bindings one by one. With a light slash of the dagger, the strips of cloth tore in two.

As the strips of cloth fell away, a shocking scene was revealed.

The wound was mixed with various herbal residues, dried weeds, and even a few tiny grains of sand stubbornly embedded in it, contrasting with the surrounding bloody and mangled skin.

The entire arm looked as if it had undergone a brutal baptism, making one gasp in shock.

The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, like a hideous scar, telling a story of untold pain and resilience.

A worried look unconsciously crept into Chen Wenwen's brows. She had witnessed Ye Chu's superhuman speed firsthand; he was as swift as a cheetah in the forest, impossible to catch.

Now, he is injured to this extent. Who is the hidden opponent behind this, that he has been brought to such a state?

"Just bear with it."

Her voice was soft yet carried an undeniable firmness. Then, a sharp dagger deftly twirled in her hand, like a fan in a dancer's hand.

With precision and meticulousness, she peeled away the mixed medicinal residue and dried grass from the wound, each movement revealing her gentleness and care for the injured.

Then, she gently untied the cloth bag she carried with her, and several packets of disinfectant shimmered with a clear luster in the dim light.

She carefully poured the disinfectant slowly onto the wound.

The mingling of water and medicine carried away traces of blood and dust, and seemed to also take away some of the pain.

After the wound was thoroughly cleaned, Chen Wenwen gently took a small, exquisite medicine bottle from her shoulder and it appeared in her hand.

Without hesitation, she opened the bottle cap, and a faint herbal fragrance wafted out—it was the secret medicinal powder she had carefully prepared to heal herself in the past.

She carefully and evenly sprinkled it on Ye Chu's arm. Each grain of powder seemed to contain the vitality of life, slowly penetrating the skin and nourishing the damaged flesh.

Finally, she skillfully wrapped the white gauze around her fingers, round and round, her movements fluid and focused.

It must be said that when it comes to treating wounds, girls are indeed much more meticulous than Ye Chu.

Ye Chu raised his hand, looked at Chen Wenwen, and said, "Thanks."

"Who did you run into? How could you be in such a terrible state?"

Chen Wenwen's tone involuntarily carried a hint of urgency. She parted her lips slightly and asked softly, but with a touch of surprise.

Ye Chu smiled faintly, his eyes seemingly calm yet profound, and slowly said, "Oh, they seem to respectfully call him 'Lord Wolf'."

"Lord Wolf?!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenwen's eyes widened suddenly, shining with disbelief like the brightest star in the night sky, her tone filled with incredulity.

"Could it be that infamous Wolf Lord from that cowardly family?"

Her voice trembled slightly, clearly indicating that this name held a place of awe and respect in the Black Triangle's underworld.

"Do you know that this person is a very important figure in this area? His cultivation has reached the third level of martial arts, and his reputation is widespread and known to everyone."

"How did you get involved with him?"

"Xu Can from the underground casino used me as a scapegoat, and now he's ready to vent his anger on me."

Ye Chu spoke calmly.

Chen Wenwen realized something; no wonder Ye Chu was able to take Yang Xinba away and redeem herself so quickly.

It turns out that Xu Can used him to deal with the pressure from the cowards.

In the end, Xu Can managed to escape unscathed, shifting all the blame onto Ye Chu.

"Doesn't that mean you knew Xu Can was using you, but you still willingly fell for his trick?"

Chen Wenwen looked at Ye Chu with disbelief.

She felt that Ye Chu wouldn't fall into such a simple trap.

"I wasn't worried at first."

Ye Chu sighed helplessly, then looked at Chen Wenwen.

"Then why don't you run? Are you just going to stay here and wait to die?"

Chen Wenwen was speechless.

Ye Chu looked at the sky not far away.

"I made a bet with the boss of the Nu family that as long as I live to see dawn, they will stop bothering me."