179: Chapter 179 Want some water? Learn how to be a prisoner first.

Lanna glared at Qin Feng, feeling uneasy.

If looks could kill, he would have been sliced to pieces by now.

"What an upside-down world!" Qin Feng looked up and couldn't help but tease, "What's wrong with me, your master, having an extra maid to serve me?"

Lanna's face turned bright red, and she spat.

"Shameless!"

"Hey, you..." Qin Feng chuckled, "Having an extra person to serve tea and pour water, knead shoulders and pound legs, I think it's quite suitable. Look at her build; she looks like she can endure hard work... I mean, endure labor."

Amused yet angry at his twisted logic, Lanna picked up a small pebble and threw it at him.

"Get lost!"

Just as the two were flirting, Yaro, who was on the ground, slowly woke up.

Her neck throbbed with sharp pain, and her mind was still a bit dazed.

When she saw the scene before her, she instantly sobered up, her eyes immediately becoming vigilant and full of hostility.

A Dragon Country man, a Bear Country woman.

And... her own hands bound behind her back.

Captured.

As the top Ace Sniper of Yang Country, Yaro never thought she would have a day where she became a prisoner.

This was more unbearable to her than being killed.

"Awake?"

Qin Feng noticed her movement, walked over, squatted down, and examined her with great interest.

"Let me introduce myself: Chef, a soldier from Dragon Country. From now on, you are my prisoner. Hmm, you could also consider yourself private property."

"Pah!"

Yaro glared at him without showing any weakness, her eyes like knives.

"Don't even think about it! If you have the guts, kill me!"

"Kill you?" Qin Feng laughed and shook his finger.

"That would be so boring. If I kill you, where would I find another energetic free laborer like you?"

He reached out, grabbed Yaro's chin, and forced her to look up.

"Listen, from now on, you are no longer the Ace Sniper of Yang Country. You are just my war trophy, my prisoner, understand?"

"If I tell you to go east, you cannot go west. If I tell you to stand, you cannot sit."

"If you are obedient, perhaps you can suffer less physical pain. If you are disobedient..."

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled into a demonic smile, "I have plenty of ways to make you regret coming into this world."

Yaro was trembling with rage, her chest heaving violently.

She had never suffered such a great humiliation in her life.

"In your dreams!" She squeezed out the words through her teeth.

"Whether it's a dream or not, you'll find out soon enough."

Qin Feng let go, stood up, took a thick hemp rope from his backpack, and tied it to Yaro's wrists.

Then, he threw the other end of the rope to Lanna.

"Here, your little maid, she's yours now. Watch her well. If she escapes, see how I deal with you."

Lanna was stunned by his sudden action.

She looked at the rope in her hand, then at the furious Yaro, and for a moment, she was at a loss.

Let her... lead a prisoner?

And such a formidable female Ace Sniper at that?

This... this feeling, why is it so strange?

"What are you still standing there for?" Qin Feng urged, "Let's go, we must cross this mountain before dark."

After saying this, he mounted his horse and reached out a hand to Lanna.

Lanna hesitated for a moment, but still handed him her hand.

With a pull, Qin Feng hauled her onto the horse's back and wrapped his arms around her.

"Giddyap!"

Chiyan neighed loudly and galloped toward the mountaintop.

Yaro, led by the rope, stumbled and almost fell.

She had no choice but to start walking, following behind the horse at a trot.

The mountain road was rugged, covered in gravel.

She didn't run far before her combat boots were worn out, and the soles of her feet were stinging with pain.

What she found even more unbearable was the immense humiliation of being led like an animal.

She gritted her teeth, stubbornly refusing to make a sound.

Lanna sat on the horse, looking back at the disheveled Yaro, feeling a bit of pity.

"How about... let her get on the horse too? If this continues, she will die." She whispered to Qin Feng.

"She won't die." Qin Feng's voice was as cold as ice.

"If she wants to be my prisoner, she must have the mindset of a prisoner."

"If she can't even endure this little bit of hardship, how can she be an Ace Sniper?"

He wanted to use this method to slowly grind away Yaro's arrogance.

Dealing with such a haughty woman, the nicer you are to her, the more she looks down on you.

Only by completely stepping on her and making her realize the cruelty of reality will she truly learn to submit.

This was Qin Feng's way of raising a "little maid."

Simple, brutal, but effective.

When the sun set, they finally crossed the highest peak of the mountain range.

Standing on the mountaintop, they looked out.

In the distance, that familiar land was already clearly visible.

But at the foot of the mountain, it was still Yang Country land, and a vast expanse of Gobi Desert at that.

It really was a case of "looking at the mountain and running the horse to death."

Just then, the system notification sounded in Qin Feng's mind again.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host, the main mission "Great Escape" has achieved partial success!]

[System prompt: Victory is right before your eyes, please continue your efforts, Host, and successfully return to Dragon Country.]

[Obtained fixed military merit + 1000 points]

[Host: Qin Feng]

[Military Rank: Second-Class Sergeant (12500 / 20000)]

[military merit: 535 points]

Looking at the soaring military merit and military rank, Qin Feng was in a great mood.

He looked back.

Yaro, led by the rope, was already panting with exhaustion.

But the moment she saw Qin Feng's eyes, there was an indescribable ferocity in her gaze.

Very good!

Still not yielding, huh!

Qin Feng sneered in his heart; for such a stubborn woman, she must be trained well!

...

Night fell, and the temperature began to drop.

Qin Feng found a sheltered hollow and started a campfire.

The orange-red flames danced, dispelling some of the chill, with each of the three lost in their own thoughts.

Chiyan snorted leisurely to the side, flicking its tail from time to time, looking very comfortable.

Qin Feng took a piece of cured lamb leg meat from the captured backpack, sliced it into several pieces with a dagger, skewered them on a branch, and roasted them over the fire.

Soon, grease dripped into the flames, making a "sizzling" sound.

The rich aroma of meat mixed with the scent of spices permeated the dry air.

He slowly turned the roasted meat, took out a military canteen, unscrewed the cap, and took several large gulps, making a "glug-glug" sound.

The cool liquid slid down his throat, making a satisfying sound.

All of this was like invisible needles pricking at Yaro's heart.

With her hands tied by the rope, she was thrown not far from the campfire, her lips already chapped and peeling, and it felt like a ball of fire was burning in her throat.

From the moment she was captured until now, she hadn't had a drop of water, and combined with the day's journey, she felt like the moisture in her body was almost completely evaporated.

At this moment.

She just stared fixedly at Qin Feng, her eyes cold, like a lone wolf trapped in a cage.

As the most elite Ace Sniper of Yang Country, her pride was her dignity, and she would rather die than bow her head to the enemy.

Lanna looked at her appearance and felt a bit of pity.

She nudged Qin Feng's arm and lowered her voice.

"Chef, you should give her some water to drink; look, her lips are cracked."

Qin Feng didn't even look up, focusing intently on his roasted meat as if he hadn't heard.

Lanna pushed him again, her voice a little louder: "Did you hear me? If this continues, she will die."

Qin Feng finally lifted his eyelids lazily, glanced at Yaro not far away, then looked at Lanna, curling his lip.

"She won't die. If an Ace Sniper can't even endure this bit of thirst, then she's too pathetic."

"Besides, a prisoner needs to have the mindset of a prisoner; there's no room for so much fuss."

As he spoke, he picked up the canteen, deliberately shook it in front of Yaro, and took another large gulp.

He even smacked his lips, looking like he was savoring the taste.