Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Chapter 1692 - 1692 Expected Pain

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1692 Expected Pain

This time, she did not return up the tree, but went along with the three little beggars and sat by the fire.

It was a night in the Spring season and the weather was still slightly chilly, especially in the wilderness.

The beggars sat close to each other, trying to get warm.

Ji’er had internal strength and was able to use it against the cold, which was why it was not that freezing for her.

When the little beggar saw her staying silent, he could not help asking, “Where are you from, Young Master?”

Ji’er glanced at him. She did not hide the truth. “The imperial capital.”

“The imperial capital?” The eyes of the three little beggars widened. The imperial capital was a place that seemed very far away to them.

“I heard that it’s always bustling with life in the city. Is that true, Young Master?” The three of them looked at her expectantly.

“Yes, it is.” Ji’er nodded. How could the most prosperous location in the world not be bustling with activity?

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The beggars dreamed about being there when they heard this.

If they were fortunate enough to get to visit the imperial capital and witness its grandeur, they felt it would have been worth living this life.

“Young Master, many people dream their entire lives to go to such a prosperous land but never get the chance. Why would you choose to leave it?” The little beggar could not help asking the question that was bugging him.

“The world only knows of its prosperity but doesn’t understand the loneliness behind the riches,” Ji’er replied with words that the three of them could not understand. After that, she flew back up the tree and leaned against the tree trunk, wrapping herself tightly in her clothes as she sat down.

She looked toward the direction of the imperial capital with a throbbing pain in her heart.

Three little beggars looked at her with envy and admiration when they saw how easily she flew up the tree.

If they were as skilled as she was, could they have avoided getting bullied by foul people and forced to live in hiding?

The little beggars huddled close together to get some warmth.

They had slept until midnight when they heard a wolf’s howl, which woke them up instantly.

Several pairs of green, eerie eyes were staring at them hungrily when they opened their eyes.

All three beggars snapped awake at this sight and gulped, staring back at the wolf pack while trembling.

Ji’er had always been a light sleeper and she woke up immediately at the sound of howling.

She sat at the tree branch and saw the three beggars being surrounded by the wolf pack not far away. She jumped off the tree.

The wolf pack looked at the three little beggars as if eager to make a meal out of them.

They suddenly lunged at the beggars with their mouths open, baring their sharp teeth.

The little beggars screamed in fright.

However, the pain they had expected from the attack never came.

The sound of a blade plunging into flesh was heard clearly.

When all three of them turned to look in the direction of the sound, they saw that the wolf pack that had been surrounding them was now circling Ji’er, who had appeared out of nowhere.

The knife in the young man’s hand was cutting decisively and viciously at the wolf pack under the pale moonlight.

It was violent and swift; each slash of the knife was lethal.

Before long, the bodies of the wolf pack piled up.

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All three of the beggars looked on, stunned.

It was only when all the wolves were killed that they snapped out of it.

Ji’er glanced at them and retrieved her cloth bundle from the tree. She left the place immediately.

The three beggars quickly followed her when they saw this.

It was daybreak by now and the sun began to rise.

Ji’er followed the sound of a flowing stream and walked toward it. She crouched next to it and washed the wolves’ blood from her face.

When she stood up again, the beggars were looking at her in a daze.

“Young Master, you are really good-looking,” the little beggar could not hold it back as he said what he thought out loud.

Ji’er ignored him and continued walking.

The three of them followed behind her at every step.

As she looked at the tall mountains in front of her, Ji’er figured that it might take a long time before she was able to reach somewhere with people. As such, she was not in a hurry and decided to hunt some game in the forest.

Before long, she spotted a few pheasants looking for food nearby.

She aimed accurately and attacked swiftly. The pheasants fell to the ground instantly.

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