"Don't move!"
Meng Jingwei yelled, "Don't you see I'm wrapping your wound with gauze?"
Sensing his movement, she roared, and He Ka Yanyi immediately dared not move again.
By the time Meng Jingwei had wrapped the gauze around a few times and tied a knot, he had missed the best opportunity to make a move.
"As expected of His Highness the Crown Prince, you have good endurance."
Meng Jingwei wearily shuffled back a few steps, sat opposite him, and teased him with a smile.
He Ka Yanyi looked at her blood-stained hands and was impressed by her once more. "Born in Lancheng, why is your marksmanship so good? As far as I know, no country except the Yin Clan and Country C is allowed to use firearms."
"Then you might not know there's a place called a shooting range."
As Meng Jingwei spoke, she opened He Ka Yanyi's water flask and poured some water to wash her hands.
Her pale hands were stained with blood, looking exceptionally bright and glaring. She just wanted to wash the blood off her hands.
"You're injured and can't walk, so rest here. I'll help you set off a signal flare, and someone will come to pick you up."
Meng Jingwei couldn't go with He Ka Yanyi. He was too dangerous and seriously injured. If anything happened to him while with her, she wouldn't be able to explain herself even with ten thousand mouths.
As she spoke, Meng Jingwei took out a signal flare. With a *piu*, the flare shot straight up into the sky, blooming into green fireworks that hung in the air, not dissipating for a long time.
After all, they were royalty of the Yin Clan, possessing exclusive green signal flares for easy identification and rescue.
He Ka Yanyi looked at Meng Jingwei and suddenly shook his head with a smile.
Ultimately, he had been careless and underestimated Meng Jingwei's abilities.
"What are you smiling about?"
Meng Jingwei didn't understand the meaning of He Ka Yanyi's sudden smile.
"Nothing, I'm just getting to know you anew," he replied weakly.
With his meaningful words, Meng Jingwei naturally understood what he meant and didn't reply. Instead, she said, "Rest well, I'm leaving."
She pointed at the gun on the ground. "You probably won't be using this anymore, so I'll take it."
She seemed to be asking for He Ka Yanyi's consent, but her hand had already reached for it.
Meng Jingwei smiled and said, "Goodbye." She turned and left, disappearing into the woods a moment later.
After Meng Jingwei left, two men emerged and stood before He Ka Yanyi, asking, "Your Highness, do we still need to eliminate her?"
He Ka Yanyi, leaning against the tree trunk, watched the direction Meng Jingwei had left, lowered his eyelids, and pondered for a moment. After a while, he simply said, "Take me back."
With Meng Jingwei's strength, killing her would not be easy.
Instead of sending more people to act, it was better to let things take their course.
An hour later, He Xiaomingjin and Tang Si successively rendezvoused with Meng Jingwei. The three of them encountered three more waves of attacks but resolved them all with ease and descended the mountain before nightfall.
As they were about to exit the mountain, He Xiaomingjin stopped Meng Jingwei. "Sister Weiwei, you can't leave the mountain yet."
"Why?"
"Grandpa said that you must take first place in this event." He Xiaomingjin conveyed the meaning of the old man.
But Tang Si was enraged. "What the hell is this? We almost lost our lives, and you still want the championship? Are you all anxious if Little Chili doesn't die here?"
He had personally witnessed what Meng Jingwei had gone through on the mountain, so he naturally felt indignant on her behalf.
"This is our Yin Clan's business, it has nothing to do with you," He Xiaomingjin retorted.
Meng Jingwei nodded. "You're right."
"Damn it, Little Chili, what do you mean?" Tang Si was furious at Meng Jingwei's words. "Am I the only outsider here?"