Chapter 545
Chapter 545 Let the Turks Remember the Pain
Yujia pondered for a moment and suddenly realized something. Her expression changed dramatically as she dashed out, shouting at her tribespeople who were running away in the distance, "Kelaydıñdar (come back), bәrіñiz kelaydıñ (you all come back)!"
The released Turkic people sprinted away, covering a distance of a third of a mile in an instant. They couldn't hear her cries. Yueya'er, in her desperation, was about to leap forward when she was stopped by a pair of strong, muscular arms.
Lin Wanrong stood in front of her, smiling gently, "Your shouting is futile; they can't hear you. Look at how gracefully they run. Ah, life is precious to everyone—"
"Devil!" Enraged, Yujia lunged at him, gripping his wildly flailing arms and bit down hard.
Another bite? A piercing pain shot through him. Lin Wanrong grimaced and roared, shaking her off. Yujia yelped as she fell to the ground. Looking down, he saw another clear crescent-shaped mark on the back of his hand, from which blood slowly oozed. It mirrored the bite mark from the previous day.
Annoyed at having been bitten twice by Yujia, Lin Wanrong snapped, "Little sister, can't you do something other than biting?"
Yujia glared at him, her white teeth clenched tightly against her red lips, "Are you planning to ambush Dalanzha?"
Though accustomed to her intelligence, Lin Wanrong was still taken aback when she pinpointed his intentions. This Turkic girl was a formidable combination of beauty and brains. One of her was worth a hundred thousand Turkic cavalry. Fortunately, she was in his hands; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.