As soon as they emerged from the valley and stepped onto the rugged mountain path leading out into the world, Mu Wanqing asked impatiently:
"Young Master Lin, where should we look for them? The Four Evils are elusive, and the world is so vast that we don't even know where they are. How are we supposed to find them?"
Lin Xuan stopped and turned around. He didn't answer her directly. Instead, he said, "We'll just go looking."
"Just go looking?" Mu Wanqing was utterly confused. She had no idea what he was planning.
Lin Xuan turned his back to her, crouched slightly, and ordered in a tone that brooked no argument:
"Climb onto my back."
"What?" Mu Wanqing's mind went completely blank. Her cheeks, hidden beneath her veil, flared hot in an instant, as if flames were coursing through her veins.
C-climb onto his back?
What kind of request was that? Men and women were not supposed to touch. Apart from being carried by her master when she was little, she had never been so intimately close to any man.
This man... How could he make such a frivolous, rude request?
She stood where she was, her body rigid as she struggled with herself.
Shame, resistance, and the vow she had just made to "obey his every order" clashed wildly in her mind.
"Why?" She practically forced the word through clenched teeth, her voice trembling ever so slightly.
Lin Xuan didn't explain. He simply held his position, his tone still even. "If you want to save Zhong Ling, hurry up. I have limited patience."
There was not the slightest hint of teasing in his voice, only an unquestionable command.
Mu Wanqing looked at his broad, steady back, and a thought suddenly crossed her mind: Perhaps... he really did have a