Scumbag Chapter 122 The Enchanting Demon King is a Living Lei Feng (34)

He Huan pretended not to care. After bandaging Wen Liangyu’s wounds, she deliberately distanced herself from him, sitting alone on the other

He Huan pretended not to care. After bandaging Wen Liangyu’s wounds, she deliberately distanced herself from him, sitting alone on the other side.

Seeing this, Wen Liangyu felt both heartbroken and moved.

He knew his Junior Sister was deliberately keeping her distance to protect him from Bai Chen and Ji Yanjun’s wrath.

How could he not be touched by such thoughtfulness?

Ji Yanjun opened his eyes and glanced at Wen Liangyu, then at He Huan.

There was a unique kind of fragile beauty in her weary appearance. Though Ji Yanjun usually despised delicate women, seeing He Huan like this only filled him with pity.

He had investigated He Huan’s background, and she was originally a princess of a Mortal Kingdom.

Though mortal kingdoms were utterly powerless in Ji Yanjun’s eyes and they’re not even worth calling weak, she had still been raised as a pampered princess, so he knew today’s events must have terrified her.

After some thought, Ji Yanjun dragged his injured leg and limped to He Huan.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing the black-clothed man approach, even though she had heard his inner thought and knew he just wanted to fetch her a cloak, He Huan immediately stood up and retreated behind Bai Chen, as if seeking shelter.

‘You…’

Being so blatantly rejected by the one he loved made Ji Yanjun feel as if his heart had shattered into pieces.

‘Is she really that afraid of me?’

Bai Chen, on the other hand, was delighted by He Huan’s show of trust and silently thanked Ji Yanjun for being an idiot.

‘If he hadn't killed innocent people indiscriminately, how could He Huan turn to me for protection!’

Boom!

Ji Yanjun was frustrated and slammed his fist into a nearby boulder, then blood came out of his knuckle.

"Do you want to attract trouble when we’re already in danger?" Bai Chen hissed, "Stop making a scene!"

Being scolded by Bai Chen again, with He Huan nodding in agreement beside him, Ji Yanjun’s demonic energy surged uncontrollably, and dark circles formed around his eyes.

He was afraid of frightening He Huan again, so he could only suppress his anger and sit back down to continue healing.

This time, He Huan sat near Bai Chen.

It's not that she trusts him so much, but He Huan felt that since these men had brought her so much suffering, so it would be a shame not to repay and toy with them properly.

So, when Bai Chen handed her a cloak, she softly thanked him and draped it over herself.

‘Was this a sign of gradual acceptance?’ Bai Chen’s lips curled into a smile.

The fox tribe’s innate talent in matters of love surpassed that of other demonic beasts, and one could say they were naturally gifted. If he wanted, no woman could escape his grasp.

However, his feelings for He Huan were genuine.

Seeing his large cloak envelop He Huan’s entire body, as if he were wrapping her in his embrace, Bai Chen's heart burned with desire.

Because they were so close, the faint fragrance of the girl wafted over him. This unique scent made his mouth dry and his body restless.

Unfortunately, there were two obstacles nearby, so he couldn't do anything.

Bai Chen sighed inwardly, full of regret.

He Huan’s face flushed as she lowered her head, but in her heart, she sneered, ‘The Fox King is nothing special.)

‘The Empress Mother once said that men are all the same. They are natural hunters who treat women as prey. All their early efforts are just because they lust after a woman’s body.’

She knew if a woman easily gave a man everything he wanted, she would end up like a summer fan… discarded when winter came.

She wouldn’t be fooled by them!

Bai Chen and Ji Yanjun spent the entire night healing their wounds.

While Bai Chen focused sincerely on his recovery, and even Wen Liangyu sat in meditation, it was Ji Yanjun, who had been silently brooding with a dark expression, had inner monologue that nearly drove He Huan insane.

‘Why doesn't she like me? Could it be that she likes hairy ones? In fact, I have a lot of hair there...’

‘If she likes fluffy things, maybe if I find a chance to skin Bai Chen and turn his pelt into a fox fur coat for her, she’d be happy...’

Similar thoughts kept appearing for several hours.

He Huan wanted to shut off her mind-reading ability, but she was afraid of missing something important. As a result, she had to endure Ji Yanjun’s incessant mental rambling, like a monk chanting sutras, torturing her eardrums.

Growl…

Just as He Huan was cursing Ji Yanjun in her heart, her stomach growled.

She was only a Qi Refining cultivator and hadn’t yet reached the stage of fasting. Now that it was long past mealtime, she was so hungry that her intestines felt knotted.

Bai Chen and the others no longer needed to eat, so they hadn’t prepared any fasting pills.

"I'm hungry." He Huan said, her eyes reddening with pitiable grievance.

Hearing this, Bai Chen smacked his forehead, ‘How could I have been so careless? I hadn’t considered that she still needed food.’

"I’ll go hunt a couple of rabbits."

Although Bai Chen didn't want to leave He Huan, among the three men present, Wen Liangyu absolutely couldn’t be allowed to wander off alone, while Ji Yanjun, who is drenched in demonic energy, would only pollute any nearby creatures.

That left only him as the slightly more reliable option.

"Wait here obediently for me to return." Bai Chen stroke He Huan's head and disappeared into the night.

‘I really want to chop off his hand. I’ve never even touched her head, why does he get to...’

Ji Yanjun's inner voice echoed again. He Huan, thoroughly exasperated by his incessant mental chatter, really wanted to scold him.

"Senior Brother, are you cold?"

She slowly moved closer to Wen Liangyu, sharing half of the cloak with him.

"Silly girl, I’m a Golden Core cultivator, how could I be cold? You should keep it for yourself!"

Just as Wen Liangyu was moved by his Junior Sister’s kindness, a fist came crashing down, smashing into his face and sending blood gushing from his nose and mouth. Before he could react, he was pinned to the ground, completely immobilized.

"What are you doing?! How can you be so barbaric?!"

He Huan screamed, only to be pulled into Ji Yanjun’s embrace the next second.

Bai Chen’s cloak was torn to shreds by Ji Yanjun and he tightly locked the girl against his chest.

"If you’re cold, I can warm you up." Ji Yanjun growled, pressing his chest against He Huan’s back.

"If you say one more unnecessary word to him, or spare him another glance, I’ll chop him into pieces and feed him to demon hounds. This Demon Lord doesn’t fear offending Tianji Tower!"

"Junior Sister…"

Wen Liangyu’s face was covered in blood, and his body was immobilized. This was the second time he had experienced true helplessness.

The first time, he had been powerless against the ancestor and had no choice but to submit, working hard to cultivate to reach Golden Core.

But what was a mere Golden Core? He couldn’t even protect the woman he loved!

"You murderous maniac, let me go!"

He Huan was still struggling. But the next moment, the breathing behind her ear grew heavy.

"If you move again, I don't mind making you become the Demon Queen today."

He Huan wasn’t some naive girl. The moment she sensed the change in Ji Yanjun’s body, fear gripped her.

He Huan finally understood that her mother’s tricks only worked in the mortal world. In the Cultivation World, they were useless.

Because all the intrigues and conspiracies were nothing but paper tigers before absolute strength.

Here, strength and fists ruled this world. She is just a Qi Refining disciple, so even if Ji Yanjun was injured, she was no match for him.