The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Her attention was solely focused on Ning Feng; she didn't care much about the situation of others.

She didn't miss a single detail, including the battle with the giant wolf before nightfall yesterday, and the subsequent conversation with Priest Charlie...

As time went on, her mindset gradually shifted from initial worry to relaxation, and eventually she became completely at ease.

"Don't worry anymore."

Jiang Wan had seen more than others and could guess some of the reasons for Ning Feng's change in mindset.

He relaxed, not in a hurry to compete for anything, and seemed to be enjoying the game more.

So she relaxed.

That's fine.

There's no need to work hard for some worthless rewards.

Just now, when Ning Feng displayed his amazing swordsmanship, Jiang Wan was still staring wide-eyed like a little fangirl.

She usually watches live streams while arguing with a group of women in what she calls her "chicken coop."

Eyes glued to the screen, fingers flew across the keyboard, fiercely typing out a declaration of sovereignty:

"You guys need to wear pants! That's my man!"

Don't go too far!

What's the meaning of all these pants scattered on the ground?

Just take a look and that's it, why are you all getting so worked up?

Dah!

Absolutely!

"You're right! My husband, none of you should look!"

"You guys go ahead... Um, I need to go to the restroom to take care of something."

"So-so! (Looking for my pants...)"

"You say his swordsmanship is so amazing, then the swordsmanship in other places... must it be just as good?"

"This succubus! She is the light of my life, the fire of my desire, my sin, my soul!"

hiss!

These comments, mixed in with other normal discussions, shone brightly in Jiang Wan's eyes like a beacon in the darkness...

Jiang Wan's "bad woman radar" has completely gone off!

How can you guys be so scary?!

You are all bad women!

Crackling crackling crackling.

With her fingers flying across the keyboard, Jiang Wan's typing speed was astonishing after her body was enhanced by magic.

Judging from her typing speed alone, she is qualified to protect her loved ones in many ways...

Unfortunately, two fists can't fight four hands, and her powerless resistance was drowned out by a barrage of comments.

But just as she was fighting against a hundred men and surrounding hundreds of women by herself, she suddenly froze.

Jiang Wan was already shocked by Ning Feng's amazing swordsmanship, but she didn't expect that what would truly make her lose her composure was yet to come...

"Little fish!?"

Bang!

Jiang Wan, who had been huddled on the stool with her legs drawn up, suddenly stood up and looked incredulously at the familiar face that appeared in Ning Feng's view.

In his excitement, he didn't even notice that he had knocked over several crookedly stacked books next to him.

Jiang Wan immediately took out her phone and started dialing Chu Yu's number.

While waiting for the call to be answered, she pressed herself almost against the screen, staring intently at every detail of the girl on it.

That shouldn't be happening!

But relying on her familiarity with her teammates, Jiang Wan silently hung up the phone, certain of the person in the painting's identity.

Unless she has a long-lost twin sister, the person appearing in front of Ning's cover is definitely her teammate.

"How could it be a small fish!?"

This doesn't make sense, does it?

Why would Chu Yu, who doesn't have much practical combat ability, appear there?

……

……

This question also flashed through Ning Feng's mind, but he didn't ask it; now wasn't a good time to catch up.

He knew nothing about Chu Yu's preparations here, and it wasn't appropriate for him to ask about the details now.

So he didn't even say his name, only referring to him as "you".

As his right arm slowly drooped down, Ning moved his fingers without changing his expression.

It's alright, although it's very difficult, I can still feel it.

In that case...

Ning Feng placed his left hand on his right elbow, which was bent backwards, and was about to exert force when he suddenly paused.

Then, he smiled and extended his right hand to Rod.

He lowered his head, smiled at Rhodes who was still somewhat dazed, and said softly:

"Do me a favor, it's not difficult, um... a very simple little thing."

Little things?

Thinking of a possibility, Rod raised his eyebrows slightly and obediently raised his hand to grasp it.

"Okay, hold on tight! Listen to my count, three, two..."

Using Rhodes as a fixed prop, Ning Feng exerted force with his feet and turned around at high speed without hesitation.

click!

With a crisp cracking sound of bones snapping, Ning Feng's arm made a teeth-grinding cracking sound as it returned to its original state.

Ning Feng smiled and nodded at Rhodes, whose face was pale, and whispered:

"Okay, you can relax now, thank you."

I subconsciously let go of your arm

Rhodes witnessed the scene up close, and even the soldiers fighting on the front lines felt a chill run down their spines.

What kind of monster is this?

I've seen brave warriors who are ready to die for their cause, but none of them could appear so relaxed when faced with such suffering.

Does he... not feel pain?

Just then, he saw Ning Feng sighing with a serious expression:

"Haha, that actually hurt pretty much."

He knows what I'm thinking!?

Lowering his head, Ning Feng took a half step back, making room for Rhodes to get up.

His eyes were full of laughter, tinged with a faint redness, and covered with blood vessels.

However, this time the blood was not scarlet, but a physiological phenomenon that occurred naturally due to bodily functions.

Whether it was the explosive skill he displayed earlier, which seemed to have exhausted his physical potential, or the tears that welled up in his eyes due to pain at the end, both were manifestations of Ning Feng's weakness.

But he didn't hide it; instead, he deliberately showed it off openly in front of Rhodes.

It even exudes a sense of showing off.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm really in pain."

Ning Feng shrugged with some distress and sighed:

"She's watching, I can't afford to embarrass myself."

Smiling gently, Ning Feng's every move seemed to say:

"Give it a try!"

"I'm so weak!"

"Come! Become the dragon-slaying hero!"

The tempting voices kept ringing out, like an itch that couldn't be tickled from behind, constantly reminding you, the more you tried to ignore them, the more impossible it became to ignore.

He bit his tongue hard, and Rod snapped out of his daze...

wrong!

This person is definitely lying again.

The example of those bandits is right there; one second they were about to cleave me in two with a single sword strike…

He's trying to lure me into making the first move!

How many times do you want to use the same trick?

I will not be deceived!

His cheek twitched, and Rod lowered his head, silently rising from the ground.

Someone intervened, and I was spared from death.

Whatever the reason, it's good that I don't have to leave at this time.

As long as you're alive, that's good.

Turning his head, Ning Feng looked at Chu Yu, who had led the village horse to a stop a short distance away, and had no choice but to continue asking: