In a wild forest some distance from Wolf Fang Regiment's main camp, Gao Shaohui's rapidly running figure flashed past, then flashed back again five seconds later.
Standing amid the vines covering the ground, he scratched his yellowish-brown hair in speechless frustration and muttered, "Why the hell was I running from Wang Chen?"
Gao Shaohui had left when Wang Chen headed toward the tent. In his haste, he had stripped off his uniform. If his speed had not been absurdly fast, he probably would not even have had time to take off that ridiculously complicated jacket.
Thanks to the Mysterious Family's special constitution, Gao Shaohui moved so quickly that no one could detect him. With the sky still dark, no one had noticed his entire departure.
And because he had left so quickly and so early, Gao Shaohui completely missed what happened afterward. When he learned the full story years later, he regretted it so badly he beat his chest and stomped his feet.
A live erotic spectacle—Chu Han's first time—and he had missed the broadcast just like that...
Only after running far away did Gao Shaohui realize that Wang Chen was merely an ordinary human. At most, he had power and influence at Shangjing Base.
But Gao Shaohui was the legitimate young master of the Mysterious Family. In terms of status, combat strength, or anything else, Wang Chen could only kneel and kowtow before him.
So why the hell had he run?
Had Chu Han abused him so thoroughly that he had even forgotten his natural young-master temperament?
"Back!" Having figured it out, Gao Shaohui immediately straightened his back and headed back the way he had come with the air of a lord.
Ever since locking up Wang Chen, Liu Yuding had remained near Chu Han's tent. He did not