Chapter 329: Chapter 329: You Must Keep Your Word, No Matter What the Future Holds

The last person was easy to handle. Taking advantage of his distraction, Xu Qinghuan disabled his arm with a single shot. As the gun fell, Jiang Xingye was about to rush over, but Xu Qinghuan stopped him.

After three more shots rang out, disabling the opponent’s limbs, Xu Qinghuan finally went over and kicked him, asking in Japanese, “Are you here to capture Jian Jingchuan’s daughter?”

“You’re the one?” Seeing Xu Qinghuan’s face, the Japanese man’s eyes widened with regret, frustration, and hatred flooding his expression, seeming ready to grind his teeth to dust.

There were fifteen of them in total, all accounted for here.

Xu Qinghuan neither confirmed nor denied, not knowing Jian Jingchuan’s daughter but knowing Jian Jingchuan well enough through Uncle Li and others. Considering someone like him, serving the country selflessly, even his daughter was in danger, she couldn’t turn a blind eye to it.

She didn’t mind about the mistaken identity.

They tied him up, Xu Qinghuan worried that such an important captive might bleed to death, so she stopped the bleeding in his limbs and checked his teeth.

Perhaps watching too many dramas led to her suspicion of hidden poison in his teeth.

The truth proved otherwise.

Still, to be safe, she dislocated his jaw and stuffed a pill into his mouth, knocking him out.

Jiang Xingye was tending to the wolf pack, a fierce aura about him.

“How is it?” Xu Qinghuan knew he regarded the wolves as his kin; during his most helpless times, these beasts, deemed ferocious by humans, took him in and gave him warmth.

“Three are dead, five injured.” Jiang Xingye’s eyes were slightly red.

“You handle the dead wolves, and I’ll take the injured ones into the space to heal them?” Xu Qinghuan squeezed his hand. Some pain, even as lovers, could render one powerless.

“Hmm, but what about that person, he’s injured too.” Jiang Xingye pointed to the puppet, evidently not human, leaving him wondering about his wife’s true nature.

“Oh, don’t worry about it, it’s just a puppet, not alive.” Xu Qinghuan waved her hand, bringing both the injured wolves and the puppet into the space, Qing Xiao also came over, watching Xu Qinghuan, wanting to enter too.

Xu Qinghuan took it along.

The wolf pack was confused, seeing so many of their kind suddenly vanish, and surrounded Xu Qinghuan menacingly.

Jiang Xingye let out a few howls, the lead wolf gently howled back, retreating, and the others followed suit.

Xu Qinghuan worried more Japanese would come, uneasy about Jiang Xingye, “Should I bury these three wolves in the space?”

He was tempted but after some thought, shook his head, “Bury them here. They died protecting the cave for me.”

His emotions were complicated, so Xu Qinghuan said no more, leaving him with the sniper rifle and magazine for safety, as she was about to enter the space, Jiang Xingye grabbed her wrist.

“?”

Xu Qinghuan looked at him puzzled, “Wife, you’re coming back, right?”

After their intimacy, Jiang Xingye regarded Xu Qinghuan as his wife. For someone as traditional as him, they wouldn’t part anymore.

However, seeing this side of Xu Qinghuan, he found it hard to stay calm.

If not for the wolves’ casualties, he’d suspect today was nothing but a dream.

“Why don’t you come in with me?”

Jiang Xingye looked at the wolves lying on the ground, and shook his head, “I’ll bury them first.”

The injured wolves in the space couldn’t wait long, so he let go.

Inside were all the surgical tools needed, plenty of both Chinese and Western medicine. Xu Qinghuan worked fast; although the five wolves were seriously injured, after extracting the bullets and stitching them up, she applied medicine and moved them beside the spirit water before emerging.

Jiang Xingye had dug a pit, inlaid with stones, crafting a stone coffin, placing the wolves inside but not closing it for a long time.

He sat by, surrounded by the entire wolf pack, with the lead wolf’s head resting on his knee.

On the other knee, Jiang Xingye propped his elbow, resting his head.

When Xu Qinghuan approached, he perked up at the sound, eyes brightening.

Eagerly waiting, he couldn’t help but worry and let his mind wander.

The lead wolf saw Xu Qinghuan, stood up, leading the pack away, lying under the ancient trees as before.

Not as lively, everything was silent and lazy, the atmosphere gloomy.

Xu Qinghuan sat beside Jiang Xingye, glanced into the distance, “Xingye, if I’m not from your world, how would you see me?”

Jiang Xingye thought, here it comes, the stone of unease the mystery brought, crushing him. At that moment, he dared not listen, only asking, “Just tell me if one day you’ll leave and never return?”

Not knowing where his worries stemmed from, Xu Qinghuan shook her head, “No, since I’m here, I can’t go back momentarily.”

As for the future, she didn’t know, perhaps one day she’d awaken back in the time and space she was once in, but those pioneers never seemed to set such a precedent.

Returning, one wouldn’t know whether it’s good or bad.

Understanding Jiang Xingye’s anxiety, she leaned over, “Xingye, rest assured, I can surely grow old with you.”

Jiang Xingye held her in his arms, deeply kissing the top of her head, arms involuntarily tightening.

Even so, he couldn’t feel at ease without her. No matter what, no matter if she’s human or not, he needed her.

But fear for the future crept in; if she’s an immortal, eternally young, and he, a mortal, would age and wither, how would they be together?

Letting go, how could he bear it?

Fearing the future.

Somewhat crazed, he pinned Xu Qinghuan to the grass, pressing her beneath him, kissing her fiercely.

Afraid to crush Xu Qinghuan, he propped himself on one arm while the other cradled her head, his body’s change evident, but he didn’t avoid it, pressing closer, letting her feel.

Xu Qinghuan’s lips hurt from the biting, whimpering, which made Jiang Xingye loosen his grip, gazing down, locking eyes with her.

Xu Qinghuan’s fingers plunged into his short, coarse hair, warmth against his scalp, her voice labored, “Xingye, if it hurts, just cry, I’ll stay by your side, always.”

Like a trapped beast, silent though he was, Xu Qinghuan felt his sorrow, sadness, and restless fear.

Jiang Xingye lowered his head, licking away her tears, his hands pinning her wrists, crossing them above her head, immobilizing her, burying his face in her shoulder, muffled yet fierce,

“What you say, you must keep your word, stay with me, no matter what the future holds, stay with me.”

Even if she was deceived, thinking he’d grieve over lost wolf brothers, comforting with these words, he believed them.

Two warm tears fell onto her skin, slowly trickling down.

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