Ashen Wasteland 07: Jun Ruofeng, the Mercenary Corps' Purse...

Ye Chuqi said nothing, and Red Beard asked nothing. He held everyone else's curiosity in check, too. He even had Xiya give Ye Chuqi several children's books and teach her to read and speak.

Should she be touched by Red Beard's thoughtfulness, or surprised that Xiya actually carried children's books in her bag?

Red Beard's explanation made perfect sense. "There are lots of children in the corps. Xiya usually teaches them to read and write. You'll probably learn faster with her." Unlike him, who simply said whatever came to mind.

Ye Chuqi pressed her lips together and said nothing.

When they made camp that night, the equipment they brought surprised Ye Chuqi even more.

Was the tent that sprang up from flat ground an alchemical product, too? But it was only after Xiya led her inside that she realized how little she had seen of this world. Spiritual energy might be scarce here, but the air was full of magic elements. Naturally, people had found a new way to cultivate.

Magic?

Ye Chuqi gazed at the spacious interior stretching out before her. Spatial magic woven into alchemy—a Magic Tent like this could not be cheap anywhere. Its materials, its design, and the magical patterns that occasionally glimmered across its surface all proved how valuable it was.

And these people had plenty more tents like it.

Then there were the Beast-Taming Cages they casually took out, cages that could hold magical beasts. With one, they could put a magical beast inside Spatial Equipment that could not otherwise store living creatures.

Not to mention Jun Ruofeng's distinctive way of living.

These people were no ordinary wealthy travelers.

Red Beard was the leader of the Red Wind Mercenary Group. His gold badge, with a red flame burning at its center, marked him as such. The solid-gold badge in Jun Ruofeng's hand marked him as the deputy leader. Every badge the others carried was the silver of an Elite Group member.

Xiya had told her all of this "common knowledge."

Seeing Ye Chuqi standing there in a daze, Xiya rubbed her head and smiled. "We rarely use Magic Tents. They draw too much attention. But things are different now. The leader needs a good rest, and you need to get cleaned up."

Ye Chuqi blinked. "Hm?"

Xiya smiled. "Don't you want a bath?"

Ye Chuqi: !!!

Of course she did!

But water was precious in the Ashen Wasteland. Wasn't bathing far too extravagant?

"Hahaha, it's fine!" Xiya laughed harder when she read Ye Chuqi's expression. "A magic array supplies this water, and it's been stored in the Magic Tent all along. I hardly ever use it myself. Even with water scarce in the Ashen Wasteland, we haven't reached the point of needing this supply. Besides, we'll be leaving soon. Don't you want to be clean and comfortable?"

Ye Chuqi gave in. "I do..."

When Ye Chuqi emerged in a bathrobe, scrubbed clean and feeling wonderful, Xiya sat on the bed fretting over a pile of clothes in every style. She apparently still hadn't decided on a new outfit for her.

At the sound behind her, Xiya turned. The moment she saw Ye Chuqi, she froze in astonishment.

It wasn't just Ye Chuqi's adorable appearance, with her fair, soft skin. Xiya stared at the top of her head, complicated emotions flashing through her eyes.

Ye Chuqi suddenly realized what was wrong and stepped back, covering her head.

Her hair wasn't black. She had only used a special dye to make it look that way. So much time had passed without her applying more that the new growth at her roots showed a striking difference in color.

The look in Xiya's eyes made Ye Chuqi feel as though events had broken loose and were galloping somewhere beyond her control.

Chapter 7: Ashen Wasteland 07 — Jun Ruofeng, the Mercenary Corps' Purse...

When Xiya called Red Beard over, he thought the sky must be falling. Her voice was so taut it sounded ready to snap. It was as if Ye Chuqi's injuries had suddenly worsened and Xiya was helpless to do anything about it.

"Xiya, slow down," Red Beard said helplessly. "Tell me what's going on. I can't see."

Xiya firmly pushed Red Beard into her tent, then activated a magic array to block anyone outside from sensing what happened within. Red Beard sensed what she had done, and his expression changed.

"What happened?"

Xiya's voice still trembled. "Yezi's hair. I thought it was black, but it's white..."

Red Beard went still. He had never seen what Ye Chuqi looked like, but the others had. If there was something unusual about her hair color, they could not possibly have missed it until now. So—

"She used hair dye. I don't know what was in it yet. But she hasn't kept using it, and the new hair at her roots is all white. Once she washed it clean, I spotted it immediately."

"Are you sure it's white?"

"I'm sure!" She had seen it clearly.

Ye Chuqi couldn't help speaking up. On this matter, she knew better than anyone. "It's not white. It's silver." There was a real difference between white and silver.

She had no idea what was wrong with this body of hers. She had been born with a head of silver hair, looking old before her time, and her eyes weren't an ordinary color either. She had grown up on Lush Mountain, where her senior brothers and sisters treated her as they always had, and she had never thought there was anything wrong with how she looked. Later, when she went down the mountain, someone had pointed at her and called her a monster. She hadn't even said anything, but her Eldest Senior Brother, who was usually so good-tempered, had lost his temper.

After that, her Eldest Senior Brother had specially asked a senior from Medicine Valley to make a dye for her, turning her hair and eyes black like everyone else's.

She had told him she didn't mind. After all, back in the modern world, she had often dyed her hair other colors. But her Eldest Senior Brother hadn't believed her. He had always thought she had been hurt by it.

Oh well.

Now, Xiya and Red Beard's reactions made her feel that things might be more complicated than she had thought.

Following her voice, Red Beard walked over to Ye Chuqi and gently rubbed the top of her soft head. "Don't be afraid. It's nothing serious."

Xiya: It's very serious!

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