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Chapter 9: The Mysterious Man
The man walked closer, and Wen Qingyu could see his face clearly.
If she had to describe him, Wen Qingyu could only use the words "ordinary and unremarkable."
Wen Qingyu let out a sudden sigh of relief, then found it amusing; for a moment, how could she have thought he was Yan Zhi Xi? That man was still lying in the depths of the palace, his fate uncertain.
"Miss, you haven't recovered yet. You should go back and lie down."
The man placed the bowl on the worn wooden table and reached out as if to help her, but then withdrew his hand. "This is the porridge I made for you. You should drink some; you haven't eaten for three days."
"Three days?" Wen Qingyu stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Yes, since I rescued you from the water, you have been unconscious for three days," the man explained straightforwardly.
Wen Qingyu clenched her fingers tightly. "Big brother, did you see my friend who was with me? He's a man, carries a sword, about your height, wearing a blue robe."
The man shook his head. "When I found you, you were the only one there."
Wen Qingyu's mind went blank in an instant. Feng was missing? Had he been captured by those who ambushed them, or had something else happened...
Wen Qingyu suddenly felt dizzy and swayed, nearly falling to the ground. The man quickly set aside his reservations and rushed to support Wen Qingyu.
"Miss, you need not worry," the man said as he half-dragged, half-carried her to lie down by the bed. "The current has been strong lately; it's possible your friend was just swept downstream."
His words undoubtedly comforted Wen Qingyu, and her emotions calmed a bit.
She looked at the man and weakly smiled, "Thank you for saving my life, may I ask your name?"
"Chen Yan," the man replied. "And what is your name, miss?"
Wen Qingyu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Rui Xi."
Still feeling uneasy about this stranger, she paused and asked, "Are you a Mountain Hunter, Brother Chen?"
Chen Yan nodded. "It's getting late. You should drink some porridge and rest. If there's anything, we can talk in the morning."
After resting for a while, Wen Qingyu still felt sore all over and bid farewell to Chen Yan, intending to go downstream to look for her friend.
"Rui Xi, you seem very anxious; that friend must be someone very important to you," Chen Yan remarked.
Wen Qingyu did not expect Chen Yan to ask this question and was momentarily taken aback.
She had never thought deeply about what position Chasing Wind held in her heart, but she understood that if something happened to him, she would be willing to risk everything for him.
"Yes, very important," Wen Qingyu affirmed firmly.
Following Chen Yan's guidance, Wen Qingyu descended the mountain alone. The mountain path was rugged, and Wen Qingyu struggled to walk, needing to stop and rest after a short distance.
The reason she was in such a hurry, aside from wanting to find the whereabouts of Chasing Wind, was that she found Chen Yan to be a very strange man.
He was clearly a hunter from the deep mountains, yet the porridge he made was even harder to swallow than what she could make.
It wasn't that she was overly cautious; rather, she had experienced too much in recent days and now found herself alone, having to be vigilant about everything.
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