Below the villa lay a long path through green bamboo, winding its way steadily uphill toward Flying Rosy Villa. Men and women carrying bamboo baskets of medicinal herbs could often be seen traveling up and down it, their faces somewhat numb.
Du Mei walked beside a tall, handsome man. A moment ago, they had been chatting and laughing, and the radiant smile on her face had been unmistakable—the classic look of a young woman falling in love.
But when she looked ahead, she saw a familiar, handsome young man holding Ruan Feiyan and Shu Xiaohua in his arms, enjoying having a woman on either side.
The next second, her expression shifted slightly. She pointed at Mo Xie in astonishment and asked.
"You... what are you doing here? And Sister Ruan and Shu Xiaohua... you..."
"Who is he?"
Seeing Du Mei so agitated, the tall, handsome man beside her immediately frowned. His eyes locked onto Mo Xie, openly displaying his hostility.
On Xiayu, matters between men and women were fairly straightforward. If someone encountered a romantic rival, they simply beat him up. Whoever was stronger had the final say.
Unlike the outsiders who eventually became Xiayu's "sons-in-law," Du Wanjun was a true descendant of the Hidden Clan. Among the people of Xiayu, whose women were particularly outstanding, he was one of the few powerful men!
Men from Xiayu's direct bloodline were highly sought after. Unlike those men who appeared to be husbands but were actually kept playthings, they could choose practically any girl on Xiayu. This showed how much Xiayu valued preserving its direct bloodline.
Lately, however, Du Wanjun had eyes only for Du Mei. Especially today, when she had spoken about the outside world and mentioned a handsome Hunter Master who had saved her, she had looked rather bashful.
Sensing