Chu Youwei nervously stuffed the gauze scarf deeper into her robes, lowering her gaze with a trace of guilt.
Just as she was about to tear at the Bright Red Wedding Robe she wore to use as bandages for his wound.
Lu Feng realized that Chu Youwei was looking for cloth to bandage him with. Feeling that tearing her wedding attire herself would be rather inauspicious, he instinctively pulled an Embroidered Handkerchief from his robes.
Chu Youwei froze. It was not because Lu Feng carried an Embroidered Handkerchief, but because the one he had taken out carried an eerily sinister, chilling air.
Lu Feng was similarly distracted. In that instant, he had not thought much about it. The Embroidered Handkerchief he had pulled out was precisely the one he had seized atop Stone Pig Mountain from that mysterious man who had seemed to be a Saint Sect disciple.
Fortunately, he was not using the Embroidered Handkerchief for anything else, but merely tying it around his own arm. He could still use it later to investigate clues concerning the pattern embroidered upon it.
By the time Xue Zier returned after tidying herself up, Chu Youwei had already simply treated the wound on Lu Feng's arm.
Since his entire arm was bare, with only an Embroidered Handkerchief wrapped around it, it looked somewhat abrupt and conspicuous.
Yet Xue Zier did not pay much attention to it. Compared with Chu Youwei's full set of bright red wedding clothes, Lu Feng's bare-chested appearance was clearly far less eye-catching.
The three continued toward the depths of the mountain hollow.
Xue Zier carried all three of their belongings. Though she had originally been the lightest burdened, she was now laden with bags and bundles.
From afar, the three of them looked rather like a newlywed wealthy