Dong Huiying: "What conditions?" Liu Yi: "I want you to... eat this!" Liu Yi took out a small box from her pocket. Dong Huiying squinted slightly, "What is this?" "You only need to know that I won’t harm you. But I also need to ensure one thing! Eat it, and I will tell you the solution. Of course, you can also refuse, but no matter what, the choice is yours." Dong Huiying glanced at Liang Haoming, who she had seated on a long bench, and then walked towards Liu Yi. Liu Yi had a slight smile at the corner of her lips, her demeanor very rogue or perhaps akin to a pig not fearing scalding water: "I, Liu Yi, am not a good person. If you want to obtain the antidote to the Mind-Bewitching Gu from me, there’s only one way to go. If you want to torture me, or use my life as a bargaining chip, I can only say, you won’t get your way, you will misjudge. There are very few people in this world who can force me to do something against my will." Dong Huiying gave her a glance, "Are you really not afraid of dying?" She accepted the little box. Liu Yi seemed completely indifferent to life and death, but was it an act, or... was it genuine? Could she truly be so indifferent about her own life? Liu Yi smiled, "In this world, I have few attachments." Dong Huiying slightly furrowed her brows and then, she opened the little wooden box. Seeing what was inside, she couldn’t help but pause slightly. "I take the liberty to ask, what exactly is the relationship between you and Haoming... you two?" "You don’t need to know!" Liang Haoming awoke to find himself lying inside a tent. It was already night. He quickly got up and came out of the tent, feeling as if he was in another world. This place was the Nomadic Town at the edge of the desert. Before he and his wife had entered the desert, they had stayed here for one night. It was also here that they had switched from a horse-drawn carriage to camels, and also here that he had met the woman from the Kechar tribe, Tu Ya, who had ceaselessly entangled him. How long had he been unconscious? "Eh? You’re awake?" Hong Xiangjun was squatting next to a wooden basin, washing things, and she casually looked up to see the wooden-faced man. "Look, your wife is over there, feeding the horses." She kindly pointed the way for him, and then watched as he hurriedly rushed towards the stables. "Wife, Wife—" The girl with her back to him, even though it was just a silhouette, he could never mistake her. He stretched out his arms, and his large hands passed under the girl’s armpits, pulling her firmly into his embrace. Dong Huiying turned to look at the man. His face stiffened, "Face..." He gently touched the girl’s face. On her left temple was a golden-red totem, much like a flower, a flower called Manzanita, also known as Lotus Flower, a flower that blooms in hell. She gently rubbed her cheek against his palm, "You’ve been unconscious for a long time, and it’s quite a coincidence, I was originally planning to take Sister Hong and the others back tomorrow." She decided to take a shortcut; she had already consulted the map before coming to the desert. From this Nomadic Town to Qingfeng Prefecture, taking a shortcut could save a lot of time. He suddenly straightened her face, "Face, what happened?" Feeling somewhat uncomfortable, she touched her own cheek, "Do I look very ugly ?"