Chapter 601: Tenfold Return

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Feng Wei was caught off guard by her, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood. She covered her stomach, unable to make a sound for a while.

What was even more terrifying was that Mei Shu showed no sign of stopping. She didn’t even give Feng Wei time to catch her breath before grabbing her hair and delivering another punch.

Feng Wei couldn’t even curse properly; every breath she took now caused pain in her stomach.

Damn Mei Shu, even if she wanted revenge, she should wait until they were out of danger!

And she was intentionally targeting the same area.

She was definitely doing it on purpose!

Feng Wei silently endured more than ten heavy punches from Mei Shu, finally falling to the ground exhausted, her vision fading to black.

Thinking about how she had proudly talked about teaching Mei Shu a lesson yesterday, Feng Wei suddenly felt ridiculous.

She spread her hands, lying on the ground nonchalantly, allowing herself to be at Mei Shu’s mercy. “Do whatever you want to me. If it weren’t for you, 1 might have been tortured to death long ago.”

“Not interested.” Mei Shu didn’t even look at her, stepping away.

Feng Wei, puzzled, kept her eyes on her retreating figure. “You don’t want to kill me?”

“Why would 1 want to kill you?” Mei Shu smirked, lips curling. “Killing you would only dirty my hands.”

Hearing such a response, Feng Wei didn’t know whether to be relieved or angry. She fell back to the ground, bent over in pain, clutching her stomach like a shrimp. She murmured, “If you don’t kill me now, maybe I’ll have a chance to retaliate later.”

“Feel free to try.” Mei Shu chuckled dismissively. “Same rules apply: tenfold return.”

“I’m afraid of you.” Feng Wei said, then passed out, a trickle of blood running from the corner of her mouth.

Mei Shu didn’t bother with her, walking straight to the beach where she found Jiang Hai trying to regain cellphone signal.

“Did Lu Si make you follow Su Ling all the time?”

Jiang Hai put down his phone at the sound of her voice and walked over. “Miss Mei, Master Si didn’t know beforehand that Miss Su would do such a thing. He just found your reaction to the pearl necklace strange, so he asked us to pay extra attention.”

Mei Shu nodded knowingly. “Thanks to you this time. How’s your hand?”

Jiang Hai’s right hand was wrapped like a bun, blood still seeping through the bandages, looking bad.

But he seemed unfazed, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. He smiled casually, “I’m fine. Miss Mei, you should go back and rest. Later, I’ll try to catch some fish for dinner.”

“I’ll help too.” Mei Shu bent down to pick up the spear Jiang Hai had just made.

Jiang Hai stopped her, “No, you have wounds on your arm and shoulder. Rest properly. Don’t strain yourself.”

Mei Shu didn’t insist on being stubborn. After a moment’s thought, she obediently put down the spear. “Then I’ll help gather some firewood. It’ll be useful for making a fire tonight.”

She didn’t want to be a burden to others.

In this kind of environment where there was a risk of death at any moment, even with Jiang Hai around, she shouldn’t rely too much on him, adding to his burden.

Life is equal; she couldn’t be so selfish.

Perhaps seeing her stubbornness, Jiang Hai didn’t say much more, just reminded her not to overexert herself and to pay attention to her wounds.

Mei Shu agreed one by one, then went alone into the woods to gather some dry firewood to take back to the cave.

After all that commotion, the wound on her shoulder had indeed reopened, but as long as it didn’t get infected, she could endure it.

As evening approached, a chill filled the cave.

Jiang Hai built the fire to its maximum, then walked over to Mei Shu and took off his coat, “Put this on. Your injury is serious. If you get a fever at this time, it won’t be easy to recover.”

Mei Shu shook her head, refusing the coat and pushing it back to him. “I’m fine. You’re not wearing much yourself. It’s cold at night. Be careful not to catch a cold.”

This time, Jiang Hai didn’t go along with her. Seeing her refusal, he didn’t say anything more, but decisively draped the coat over her, then glanced disapprovingly at Feng Wei, who was sleeping soundly on the straw.

“Wait for me.”

With that, he walked over to Feng Wei, and without a word, picked her up and tossed her to the ground.

Feng Wei, who was sleeping deeply, thought she had fallen off a cliff when suddenly she was jolted awake, staring incredulously at the culprit.

But as she gradually woke up and realized who was in front of her, she hastily averted her gaze, muttering nervously, “Why so fierce? Couldn’t you just wake me up with a word?”

“Who let you sleep there?” Jiang Hai rolled his eyes expressionlessly, then, after getting rid of the nuisance, he walked back to the straw, smoothed it out, and then returned to Mei Shu’s side to help her lay down slowly.

Feng Wei looked at this extremely unfair scene speechlessly. She sat by the fire and yawned as she warmed herself..