Ever since Song Qiyuan could remember, all he could hear were compliments.

He is so talented that few people dare to choke him in public like Ye Siming.

Song Qiyuan gritted his teeth and felt extremely angry.

"Mr. Ye, why are you so rude in your words? This woman is so injured, is it possible that you meant she did it on purpose?"

The subordinate next to Song Qiyuan spoke for him: "That's right, who would harm himself like this? The wound is bloody! It doesn't look fake."

Ye Siming sneered, his eyes clear and cold.

"I think you are too young and don't know that many people in this world are cunning and cruel. If you dare to hurt yourself, you must have a bigger conspiracy."

After saying that, his cold eyes swept over the woman leaning against the tree over there.

The woman quickly lowered her head, caressed her injured ankle, and let out a hiss of pain.

Ye Siming sneered, showing disdain.

A little trick.

He picked up a bag of things from the forest.

And said in a cold voice: "I've warned you, it's up to you whether you listen or not."

After speaking, he walked forward alone.

Bai Yi frowned and looked at him, then at Song Qiyuan.

He deeply felt that what Yesiming said was reasonable.

Bai Yi stepped forward and said to Song Qiyuan: "Master Song must also know our next mission into the mountain. If we take her with us, how should we act?"

Song Qiyuan calmed down a bit of his anger towards Bai Yi.

"The aunt said to put her down at the intersection of the mountain ahead and she can go home by herself."

Bai Yi has been immersed in the battlefield for many years and has noticed the strangeness of this matter.

But he took another look at the woman over there and decided not to alert the snake yet.

After all, Song Qiyuan is a little conceited, and now if he imposes an order, it will cause internal strife.

His mission is to exterminate the bandits.

Moreover, he has an even greater obligation to bring everyone back safely.

Bai Yi waved his hand and asked everyone to get up and continue on their way.

At this time, Ye Siming had walked far away alone.

He walked on the mountain road as if he were walking on flat ground, his body was steady and his pace was fast.

Most importantly, he seemed to be able to see clearly at night.

Song Qiyuan thought to himself, could it be that he really had some amazing talent?

The subordinates beside him whispered to Song Qiyuan: "This Mr. Ye's tone is too arrogant. He also said that we are young. He is obviously not older than you, Mr. Ye! His tone is not arrogant."

Song Qiyuan pursed his lips and said, "Ignore him, pack your things, and you and Xiao Wu will alternate carrying that aunt."

No matter how aloof Ye Siming is.

In this mission of suppressing bandits, he will definitely do a better job than Ye Siming!

By then, both the emperor and the ministers in the court will know that he is the worthy candidate for Mr. Bai Ze.

He lost to Ye Siming once, but he won't lose it a second time!

At this time, Bai Yi quickly caught up with Ye Siming.

He asked in a relaxed tone: "You have been in the mountains for so long, what have you been doing?"

The bag of things that Ye Siming was holding seemed quite heavy.

"Pick fruit." The young man didn't hide anything.

Bai Yi was stunned: "Are you afraid that the dry food we brought is not enough?"

Ye Siming shook his head: "I brought it to Gu Nuoer. Have you ever eaten cloud fruits from the mountains? They are red in color and sweet in taste. She must like them."

After Bai Yi heard this, he was stunned for a long time.

Good guy, why did you walk so long to pick fruits for the princess?!

Because Yunguo trees like to grow in deep mountains and old forests, there are not many of them on the market.

Looking at Ye Siming carrying this bag, he must have brought a lot for the princess, right?!
Chapter completed!