Chapter 135

She led a large group of Winter's Claw warriors toward the site where the battle had first broken out, and along the way she saw many corpses dressed in the same clothes—which made her eyes widen in disbelief.

She had initially thought... at least 80% of these corpses were from the Hearthblood, from Ashe's people, but now it seemed...

There wasn't a single Hearthblood... they were all Frostguard...

That man... it was that man who did it...?

Sejuani grew increasingly nervous, and even the Drüvask boar beneath her gradually slowed its pace under the terrifying pressure.

In the end, all the Frost Priests fell... nearly a hundred of them...

There are only two figures still standing there now... one is the man from before, and the other is equally thin... that one is Ashe...

The man was slightly taller Ashe and much more muscular, but compared to most Freljord locals, he appeared quite "skinny," which led to the earlier misjudgment...

The man seemed to have left one survivor... a Frost Priests whose hands he had broken... He seemed to be saying something...

"Go back and tell the Lissandra not to send anyone to bother us anymore—I'll go find her myself in a while."

"If she really can't swallow this insult, then let her come to me herself. There's no need to waste your time sending weaklings like you—I don't think you want to die in vain."

"Also, tell her... I know the secrets beneath the abyss."

After saying that, Chen Ce casually tossed the burly Frost Priests aside like a toy, and then the priest ran away in terror—scrambling and tumbling.

Sejuani stood not far away, watching all of this.

She was completely stunned.

Until the "skinny" man turned around and looked at her.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Sejuani."

"..." Upon being called by name, Sejuani instinctively took a half-step back, but quickly forced herself to adopt a tough stance—she couldn't show the slightest fear now, or the situation would only get worse.

She didn't know why the other person knew her name, and she had absolutely no recollection of this seemingly delicate but actually strong young man... She was certain she had never seen him before.

But no matter what, this is definitely not good news.

At least... at least we can't beat Ashe today.

Ashe...

Sejuani glanced at Ashe, who was looking at her with a surprised expression—she and the young man were standing very close, suggesting they had a close relationship.

"I don't know you..."

Sejuani watched Chen Ce cautiously, and her dozens of tribal warriors dared not make a move—they had all witnessed the terrifying scene. This young man before them appeared delicate and charming, but in reality, he was a powerful figure even the Frost Priests could not contend with...

"Oh, I'm sorry." Chen Ce bowed gracefully. "Please allow me to introduce myself—my Chen Ce, I come from Ionia, and I currently live with Miss Ashe."

"..." There's no need to elaborate on her name and background; the last half of the sentence was exactly what Sejuani expected.

Living together... that's mostly a blood oath.

What other group besides the Blood Alliance would risk offending the entire Frostguard for Ashe's sake?

"Now, I'd like to talk to you about something," Chen Ce said with a smile. "Are you free right now?"

"...If you really know me, then you should know about my relationship with the Avarosan Tribe," Sejuani said, refusing despite the pressure.

"Please rest assured, I have no intention of discussing Avarosa and the Winter's Claw with you."

"I'm sorry, but I'm in a hurry to get back to my tribe."

"But didn't you come from the North?" Chen Ce's tone remained kind, and his smile persisted.

But he was ruthless when he exposed the other party's lies.

Sejuani is from the North, and everyone knows what that means.

Especially Ashe —when she saw Sejuani at this time, she knew perfectly well that Sejuani had come for her.

She was young, but she wasn't stupid. She knew perfectly well what Sejuani wanted to do to her and to the entire Avarosan Tribe —at this most perilous moment.

If it weren't for Chen Ce being there...

"..." Sejuani was silent for a moment, her beautiful eyebrows gradually furrowing. "Alright, now that we've laid our cards on the table... what do you want to talk to me about? Is it about your plan to counterattack my Winter's Claw?"

"No, as I said, we won't discuss matters between the two tribes today." Chen Ce maintained his smile.

"Let's talk... about your situation."

Upon hearing this, Sejuani once again showed a puzzled expression.

Chen Ce then extended his hand to the other party.

"I want to take care of you, Miss Sejuani."

After the words were spoken, a deathly silence filled the air.

Sejuani was taken aback at first, then stared blankly at the other person.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, she had to admit that Ashe had excellent taste—this kind of slightly muscular, fair-skinned, and handsome young man was indeed very tempting.

It also fits her aesthetic preferences...

"Did I... hear that right?"

"Of course not, just as you heard." Chen Ce's outstretched hand remained suspended.

Sejuani completely stunned.

She glanced at Ashe again, almost subconsciously—Ashe's expression didn't seem too bad...?

What does this mean...?

A new way to play Ashe...?

The legendary self-green fetish...?

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Chapter Twenty-One: Go buy some sunflower seeds for Sejuani!

Sejuani knew that her plan for today was doomed to fail.

Ashe and the young man named Chen Ce killed nearly a hundred Frost Priests with just the two of them... They didn't even seem to be seriously injured, and their fighting strength was at least mostly intact—not to mention dealing with another hundred Frost Priests, they could at least handle her and the dozens of Winter's Claw warriors she brought.

This is outrageous... Is the legacy of Avarosa really that powerful?

That Frost Crystal Longbow... Damn it, why did Avarosa have to choose Ashe?

She's so weak... she doesn't deserve it at all...!

Sejuani followed Ashe and Chen Ce to the side, her eyes fixed on the unique Frost Crystal Longbow.

Well...

Are you planning to take me to a secluded place and kill me?

After walking nearly a hundred meters, Sejuani stopped, looking slightly annoyed. Her people, at her signal, did not follow.

"If so, then we can get started here; if not, I'm a little tired from walking, so please tell me quickly."

"Thank you for your help, but we've arrived." Chen Ce smiled and pointed to the small tent not far away—the one he and Ashe had used to rest earlier. "I just wanted to ensure the confidentiality of our conversation."

"Is what you're saying so shameful?" Sejuani shrugged dismissively—she had always been upright and outspoken, and this strong woman was never afraid of being overheard.

"No... I just want to protect your privacy."

"My? What exactly do you want to tell me?"

"Please come in," Chen Ce gestured, standing by the tent.

Upon hearing this, Sejuani hesitated for a moment, and only cautiously followed Ashe inside after she had gone in first.

Inside the tent... there were no traps. Well, if those two really wanted to kill her, they wouldn't need traps.

There was plenty of food inside the tent.

There was also an oil lamp inside, its soft, bright light radiating a warm glow that made people feel very cozy.

Various fresh foods were displayed on the ground in jars, all looking very fresh and tempting.

"Please sit down." Chen Ce sat down on the ground and handed over a can filled with stewed meat.

Sejuani, being a person of principle, stopped making pointless malicious speculations and readily accepted the canned food—she and her people hadn't brought much food these past few days in order to travel faster, and had been hungry for several days.

She started eating the stewed meat without any hesitation—it was a bit cold, but thankfully it hadn't frozen solid.

In contrast, Ashe could only sit and watch her eat— Chen Ce had only given her a can of food.

A strange sense of superiority and victory rose within her.

It seems... what this man said earlier wasn't false.

Taking care of yourself... and so on.

Ashe... I never expected you to do something so unconventional...

Having your man serve another woman right in front of you... tsk tsk...

"It tastes good." Sejuani quickly finished the stew. "Did you make this yourself? Your cooking skills are quite good."

"I did it," Ashe replied coldly, before Chen Ce could answer.

Sejuani didn't mind, and smiled at Chen Ce again, "So, were you serious about what you said outside just now? Hmm... you know what I mean."

"Of course," Chen Ce nodded with a smile, "I'll take care of you."

"How exactly do you intend to take care of her?" Sejuani glanced at Ashe with a teasing look.

"Take care of me in the literal sense, whatever you can think of."

"Oh?"

Sejuani's lips curled into a sly smile.

In that instant, she came up with a very good "plan".

This might not cause Ashe much real harm, nor can it completely drive a wedge between the two... but at least it will make things more difficult for them.

You could annoy Ashe a bit.

At the same time... it can also give you a little pleasure.

It can be said to be entirely beneficial with no drawbacks.

"You said you wanted to take care of me... then I hope to see your sincerity." Sejuani shifted her posture, appearing more casual.

She leaned back, supporting herself on her hands. The animal skin garment that barely covered her lower abdomen couldn't hide her full breasts—perhaps due to her pectoral muscles, they were even larger than Ahri's.

Not to mention Ashe.

In addition, her exposed lower abdomen also showed very obvious abs, and her slightly darker skin tone and tall figure made her look like a sporty older sister.

She is even as tall as Chen Ce.

Her lower body was dressed similarly to Ashe's, in a short skirt that allowed for easy movement and combat. Her long legs, with their equally defined muscle lines, stretched out without any hesitation, reaching towards Chen Ce —compared to Ashe's cross-legged sitting posture, she appeared much bolder in this manner.

Or rather... much more generous.

"Show your sister your sincerity."

Sejuani confidently displayed her femininity—perfect muscle definition, a tall figure, and a full bust. In all these aspects, she far Ashe.

Ashe is too skinny; she has neither muscle nor height.

No man in Freljord would even consider a woman with that kind of figure... If it weren't for her inheritance of Avarosa, well...

"Come on, let me see your sincerity."

"..." Ashe narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her gaze filled with a hint of hostility—she could, of course, see that Sejuani was provoking her.

But... there was nothing she could do.

Indeed, her figure was far inferior to Sejuani's... pale, thin, and frail—she possessed all three of the most undesirable traits for a woman.

In terms of femininity, she was completely overshadowed by Sejuani.

But so what...?

Sejuani's current behavior only makes her a laughing stock.