Late at night.

A small campfire was flickering lightly within the deathly silent forest, and Yang Ye and the woman were resting against trees at the side of it.

Yang Ye said, “Those savages won’t stop until they’ve captured us!” Both of them had moved to numerous mountains throughout this period of over a month, and it was naturally because of those savages.

The woman remained silent.

Yang Ye didn’t mind her silence, and he just continued, “I think that it’s quite strange. They were completely crushed by me in the previous battles. So, logically speaking, they should be trying to avoid us. Why are they chasing us like madmen instead?”

She glanced at him and asked, “Why are you thinking so much about it?”

The corners of Yang Ye’s mouth twitched, “It’s related to our lives. How can I not think about it?”

She replied, “You should be thinking about how to become stronger!”

Yang Ye struck his chest and said, “I’m confident to deal with a savage within 30 moves if I were to fight one in single combat now!” His control of energy had attained a qualitative leap throughout this...