A Handsome Face Spelled Trouble!

Sang Ying looked at the girl grinning foolishly at her, and was momentarily confused.

She had only followed the White Lion Tribe to their territory, and hadn't expected to bump into this female Beastmen when she simply came out out of boredom to inquire about the young master's fiancé.

Judging from her appearance, she was clearly Beastmen from the White Lion Tribe, and perhaps held a high position within the tribe.

However, none of this concerned Sang Ying. Feeling that she had already apologized, she had no intention of continuing to argue with the other party.

Tomorrow is the wedding banquet, Sang Ying wants to find out about the young master's fiancé's background before the banquet begins.

But to her surprise, the female Beastmen had only taken one step when Sang Ying approached her.

"Who are you? Where are you from? I've never seen you before. What's your name?" Bai Ya looked into Sang Ying's eyes and asked with a rare hint of shyness.

Sang Ying was somewhat surprised by her reaction, but she wouldn't turn away a female Beastmen looked to be of extraordinary status.

She briefly explained her background and specifically mentioned that she was there to attend the wedding banquet of the young master of the White Lion.

Bai Ya's good mood was immediately ruined by those words. Now, just thinking about the cold-eyed man in the stone house makes her tremble all over.

"I don't think this wedding banquet is worth attending," Bai Ya said softly.

Sang Ying raised an eyebrow, sensing something from the female Beastmen.

She didn't refute Bai Ya's words, but continued to ask, "Why would you say that? I see the entire White Lion Tribe is preparing for the upcoming wedding banquet. It seems the White Lion Chieftain cares a lot about this marriage."

"What do you care about? You're obviously just concerned about his pride!" Bai Ya pouted impatiently when she heard about her own father.

Seeing her like this only confirmed Sang Ying's suspicion that the Beastmen in front of her was definitely connected to that young master.

Since they were in front of outsiders, Bai Ya didn't dare to say much, and could only complain a little.

Sang Ying continued, "You seem to know a lot about this wedding banquet. Could you tell me more about it? I heard that your young master's fiancé is Human Race she rescued. I happen to be Human Race, and I was wondering if I know him."

Bai Ya didn't think much of it, after all, pure-blooded Human Race were quite rare in their world.

But recalling the man's cold attitude, Bai Ya shuddered again. "Why are you asking about that person? He may look like a human, but he's not human at all! Don't you know, he has two horns on his head?"

Hearing this, Sang Ying finally confirmed the identity of her "fiancé".

Based on the clues provided by Bai Ya, that person must be Jiang Zhuoxue without a doubt.

Thinking about the wedding banquet tomorrow, Sang Ying couldn't help but feel anxious. She looked at Bai Ya and said, "May I ask how you are addressed, young lady, and if you know the young master of the White Lion Tribe? If you do, could you introduce me to him? It seems that I know the man your young master rescued."

Jiang Zhuoxue was seriously injured this time. He came to this world after following Sang Ying, and Sang Ying paid for it with all her Merit and Divine Power. Jiang Zhuoxue's Demonic Power was something that the Heavenly Dao did not need, but even so, passing through two separate worlds with his physical body alone still caused Jiang Zhuoxue a lot of suffering.

As a result, he is now unable to stand up and walk freely, and has to rely on the medicine from the witch doctor to heal his external injuries.

The inexplicable marriage contract that had fallen on him only added to Jiang Zhuoxue's frustration.

He wasn't the kind of person who would forget kindness. Bai Ya saved him, Jiang Zhuoxue was naturally willing to do everything in his power to repay her, but that didn't mean he had to sacrifice himself.

Moreover, Sang Ying's whereabouts are currently unknown, and he can't even go out to look for her. On the other hand, there are people pressuring him to get married. This made Jiang Zhuoxue increasingly anxious and uneasy.

Just then, Bai Ya's voice rang out again from outside the stone house:

"This is it. After I rescued him, I settled him here. But don't worry, I absolutely didn't touch him. I'm a polite female Beastmen. Besides, my stone house is quite large, with several rooms and several beds. He only stayed in the smallest room."

Jiang Zhuoxue frowned. He recognized the voice as that of the person who had saved him, but the other person's tone was now filled with a strong sense of flattery.

Footsteps slowly approached his house. Just as the grass curtain was lifted by a hand and someone was about to enter, Jiang Zhuoxue looked away, her expression as cold as ever.

"I've already said I'm willing to repay you in any way I can, but I will never marry you."

"No marriage, no marriage!" Unexpectedly, Bai Ya's voice came from outside the curtain.

The curtain was lifted again, and this time Bai Ya stormed in angrily. "Do you think I care about you now? Let me tell you, there are plenty of people in this world who are better looking than you!"

As if she was still not satisfied, she turned to the person who had come in first and said, "Am I right, Sister Sang?"

The word "Sang" instantly captured Jiang Zhuoxue's entire mind. He turned his head sharply and saw Bai Ya acting coquettishly towards the person he had been longing for.

"Sang Ying!" Jiang Zhuoxue practically jumped off the bed immediately. He didn't even remember that his injuries hadn't healed yet; all he wanted to do was get close to Sang Ying.

Upon seeing this, Sang Ying immediately helped the person up. She was about to scold Jiang Zhuoxue, but the way he carefully touched her made her instantly lose the urge to blame him.

"You came to see me?" Jiang Zhuoxue felt the warmth between her fingers, and her worries instantly subsided.

He hadn't heard any news about her from Bai Ya before, and he thought Sang Ying was really dead.

Fortunately, Heavenly Dao was merciful; it did not take Sang Ying's life and instead sent them both to a peaceful new world.

Seeing the joy in his eyes, Sang Ying couldn't bring herself to scold him. She simply helped him back onto the stone bed and asked, "How are your injuries?"

She guessed that Jiang Zhuoxue had probably chased after her and jumped into the sea of fire, but she never expected that he would actually follow her into this world.

When Jiang Zhuoxue heard Sang Ying express concern for her, she was about to say something.

Bai Ya, who had been watching from the sidelines for a while, stepped in between the two and forcefully separated them. "Hehe, the witch doctor has told me about his problems, Sister Sang, you can ask me anything you want to know."

As she spoke, Bai Ya secretly glared at Jiang Zhuoxue, her gaze as if she were looking at a devil who coveted treasure.

Jiang Zhuoxue: He, a devil? Yes, he is indeed a devil.

After giving Bai Ya a smile, Jiang Zhuoxue suddenly clutched her chest, looking weak and helpless. "Sang Ying, my wound seems to have just torn open, I feel so bad..."

Before Jiang Zhuoxue could even finish speaking, Sang Ying dodged Bai Ya's outstretched hand and went straight to Jiang Zhuoxue's side, her Spiritual Power pressing against his brow. "Where do you feel unwell?"

Bai Ya didn't know what was wrong with him, but she knew that her heart and lungs were bothering her!

A note from the author:

Sorry, I might have caught a chill yesterday, my head hurts a lot today, so I'll only update once for now.

Everyone, go to bed early and get some rest.