186: Chapter 186 You, a prisoner, dare to threaten me?

The atmosphere became somewhat subtle during the journey ahead.

Lanna no longer stared at Yaro with hostile eyes every moment as she had before.

She spoke less, was silent most of the time, and her gaze would occasionally drift toward Qin Feng, who was in the lead.

Yaro keenly captured this change.

She did not press her advantage, but instead chose a more patient strategy—waiting.

Just like lurking in the Atlas Mountains for seventy-two hours, only to wait for that one second when the target appeared.

Patience is a sniper's most important quality.

The opportunity arrived at dusk.

They entered a densely forested area, and the terrain became complex and rugged.

Lanna was already injured, and after a day of trekking, her stamina was completely exhausted.

On a steep slope, her foot slipped, and she fell down uncontrollably.

"Careful!"

Qin Feng's voice came from ahead, but he was too far away to rescue her in time.

Just at this critical moment, a figure rushed over like lightning.

It was Yaro.

She used her own body to forcefully knock Lanna away, but because of the tremendous impact, her own shoulder slammed hard against a rock.

"Ugh..."

Yaro let out a muffled groan, her face instantly turning pale.

"Are... are you okay?"

Lanna scrambled up from the ground, still shaken, and looked at Yaro's painful expression with an incredibly complex gaze.

She could never have imagined that this seemingly cold woman from Yang Country would save her.

"I won't die." Yaro gritted her teeth and stood up, leaning on the rock, a piercing pain radiating from her left shoulder.

Qin Feng arrived at this moment; he glanced at Yaro, then at Lanna, his brows slightly furrowed.

"What happened?"

"She... she hit a rock to save me." Lanna's voice was a bit dry.

Qin Feng walked up to Yaro and reached out to squeeze her shoulder.

"The bone is fine, it's dislocated." His tone was flat, but he suddenly applied force with his hand.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Yaro gasped in pain, but the dislocated joint had already been roughly reset by Qin Feng.

"You..." Yaro looked at him, a flash of shock and suspicion in her eyes.

"Don't look at me with that kind of gaze." Qin Feng let go and brushed the dust off his hands.

"You are my prisoner now. If you get hurt, it will only affect my speed. I don't want to carry another wounded person."

Lanna looked at Qin Feng's indifferent back, then at the pale-faced Yaro, feeling a mix of emotions.

This Chef was sometimes as gentle as an angel, and sometimes as cold as a devil.

Night fell, and the campfire was lit again.

The atmosphere was even more stifling than last night.

Lanna took the initiative and handed a piece of roasted meat to Yaro.

"Thank you." Yaro took it and thanked her in a low voice.

"No need... and thank you for earlier, too." Lanna's voice was as small as a mosquito's hum.

The iceberg between the two women seemed to have melted a little.

"We are women; in a place like this, we should be helping each other."

Yaro said softly while eating the meat.

"Men, especially men like him, are unreliable."

Her words were like a pebble thrown into Lanna's already restless heart.

"He... he saved my life."

Lanna instinctively retorted, but her voice lacked conviction.

"Did he save you just to make you his private property?"

Yaro's tone was light, but every word struck at the heart.

"Lanna, you are not anyone's appendage. Are you really willing to be kept by his side like a pet?"

"I am not a pet!" Lanna stood up excitedly.

"Is that so?" Yaro looked up, her gaze calm as she watched her.

"Then has he ever respected you? Has he ever asked for your thoughts?"

"In his eyes, what is the difference between you and me?"

"We are nothing more than trophies and playthings on his boring journey."

"You're lying!" Lanna's voice was trembling.

"Whether I am lying or not, you know best in your heart."

Yaro retracted her gaze and continued gnawing on the meat in her hand.

"He is very strong, and neither of us can resist him alone."

"But what if we team up? Don't you want to go back to your country?"

"Are you really willing to be taken by him to Dragon Country?"

"I've seen the news; Dragon Country is very barbaric, and the environment is like hell."

Her voice was kept extremely low, full of temptation.

"Us, team up?" Lanna looked as if she had heard something absurd.

"Yes." A flame burned in Yaro's eyes.

"You know his habits, and I have the determination to perish with him."

"As long as we find an opportunity, we might just be able to escape."

"We are enemies..." Lanna murmured.

"In the face of an absolute powerhouse, there are no enemies, only fellow beings struggling to survive."

Yaro looked at her, "Lanna, think about your country, your family."

"Do you really want to be a prisoner of a man of unknown origin for the rest of your life?"

Lanna's heart was in complete chaos.

Yaro's words were like a seed buried in her heart, waiting to take root and sprout.

She looked at Qin Feng, who was resting with his eyes closed not far away.

The light of the campfire jumped on his face, flickering, making it impossible for her to see his expression clearly.

Was this man really just treating her as a plaything, as Yaro said?

She dared not think, and did not want to think about it.

"I... I need time to consider."

Lanna dropped this sentence and escaped to the other side of the campfire, wrapping herself tightly in a blanket, with her back to Yaro.

Tonight, for the first time ever, she did not return to Qin Feng's embrace.

Yaro watched her trembling back, knowing that the time was ripe.

The seed had been planted; now, it just needed to wait for it to sprout.

That night, Lanna tossed and turned, unable to sleep all night.

The next day, she had heavy dark circles under her eyes, her spirit was a bit listless, and she even felt a bit unaccustomed.

While passing through a narrow cliff path, Lanna's body swayed, appearing to be lacking in stamina.

"Careful."

Yaro appeared by her side at the perfect moment, reaching out to support her.

This time, Lanna did not break free.

"Thank you."

"Have you decided?" Yaro asked in a low voice in her ear.

Lanna's body stiffened, and she did not answer.

"There is only one chance." Yaro's voice carried a hint of coldness.

"If we miss it, we will really be at the mercy of others."

Lanna's breathing became rapid.

Her gaze crossed Yaro's shoulder and looked at Qin Feng, who was walking in the very front.

He was still that same nonchalant self, as if everything happening behind him had nothing to do with him.

A strong sense of unwillingness and humiliation welled up in Lanna's heart.

Why!

Why should her own destiny be controlled by this man!

"I..." She was just about to speak.

Just at this moment, Yaro, who was supporting her, had a flash of cold light in her eyes!

She moved!

Her bound hands moved as fast as lightning, snatching the self-defense dagger from Lanna's waist!

The cold blade instantly pressed against Lanna's throat!

The whole process was smooth and flowing, fast to the extreme!

"Don't move!"

Yaro held Lanna hostage and suddenly took a few steps back, increasing the distance from Qin Feng.

Qin Feng stopped and slowly turned around.

On his face, there was no surprise, not even a trace of astonishment.

"Chef!"

Yaro's voice was a bit sharp due to excitement.

"Let me go! Otherwise, I will kill your woman!"

She had succeeded!

She had finally grasped this man's weak spot!