"Hey, big brother, how did it go? What's his name, where's he from, and what is he doing out in the wilderness?"
Seeing Ye Meng return, Ye Weiyang affectionately hugged her brother's arm and asked without the slightest reserve.
"Sis, have some restraint-" Her younger brother, Ye Shan, gritted his teeth and wrinkled his nose. "Nobody from the city is any good. Look at that soft, pale skin. Maybe he's a gigolo who escaped from some club. Don't go losing your head over him."
Ye Weiyang smacked Ye Shan on the head, snorted, then turned back to pester Ye Meng.
Girls in the wilderness were all like this. Surviving here was hard enough already. If they still acted coy when they liked someone, that person might be nothing but a pile of bones by their next meeting.
"He's obviously just a pretty boy. What else could he be?" Ye Shan insisted.
"I disagree. He has a murderous air about him."
"See, even our big brother said... murderous?" Ye Shan froze, then followed his gaze. The young man in the distance was still sitting quietly on the ground.
As though sensing his stare, the young man looked up and smiled at him.
Ye Shan glared fiercely back.
Ye Meng half turned toward Xu Ye. "Look. His skin may be fair and clean, but there's still dried blood and dirt under his nails, and some dried blood in his hair too."
"Both his forearms are bruised, red, and swollen. Those aren't marks left by a whip or a stick. They look more like the result of collisions with something heavy."
"I just gave him a pat on the shoulder. I held back, but an ordinary person would definitely have felt pain from that slap. He acted as though it was nothing."
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