Chapter 88: A Legendary Family

"Miss, there are too many monsters. We can't hold on much longer. Let me escort you to safety!"

At the center of the caravan stood an exceptionally ornate carriage, desperately defended by all. A knight clad in heavy armor thrust his spear through two Magic Wolves and approached the carriage.

The pearl-strung curtain was gently lifted aside by a fair, slender hand, revealing a girl's delicate face. She was pretty, yet couldn't be called breathtakingly beautiful. Still, this girl possessed a unique quality—she radiated refinement from head to toe, especially her eyes, which were extraordinarily captivating. She was the very picture of a scholarly beauty.

The young lady sighed, "Uncle Matthew, you know I cannot leave. As a member of the Yarslan Family, how could I abandon the caravan and flee alone?"

"But... the situation is critical!" The knight's face was etched with anxiety. "Staying here will only lead to us being wiped out, which won't help matters. I will plead your case to your father."

However, the girl stubbornly shook her head. The knight's anxiety spiked and he was about to persuade her further when she raised a slender finger to her lips, signaling for silence.

Hooowwl!

The howl of wolves reached their ears, but compared to before, it lacked its former ferocity, now tinged with sorrow and despair... What had happened?

The Giant Wolves ceased their attack. The mercenaries gasped for air, their gazes following the monsters' line of sight toward a nearby hillock. There, the golden Wolf King, once so imperious, now lay in a pool of blood. Beside the Wolf King stood a handsome youth, clutching his left shoulder as crimson blood seeped through his fingers.

Though by monster standards, Wind Wolves aren't highly ranked, this Three-Eyed Giant Wolf was the king of its pack. Its combat power even surpassed that of the Demon Octopus. Although Xu Feng had emerged victorious, he couldn't avoid getting injured.

Seeing the Giant Wolves fix their collective gaze on him, Xu Feng maintained a calm exterior, but his heart began to drum nervously. Would the strategy of "capture the leader to scatter the followers" work on monsters? Would these Wind Wolves seek revenge for their fallen leader...

He had no confidence facing such a horde of monsters!

Fortunately, this worry proved unnecessary. After a brief standoff, the Wind Wolves threw back their heads and howled, gradually retreating. As pack animals, their leader was their core. Witnessing their alpha fallen in blood, even with their hunger, the Giant Wolves lost the will to continue the fight.

An icy gust swept through, and the figures of the wolf pack gradually blurred before vanishing entirely into the night. People breathed sighs of relief; many mercenaries simply dropped their weapons and slumped to the ground. The recent battle had placed immense pressure on them; thinking back on it now sent shivers down their spines.

A look of relief also appeared on Xu Feng's face. His gamble had paid off, and the danger had passed.

"Brother Xu Feng!"

A girl's cry reached his ears. It was the Young Princess, rushing over hurriedly. Her face was filled with worry and distress. Her boyfriend was injured. Tearing off a strip of cloth from her garment, she gently bandaged Xu Feng's wound. The usually feisty Little Pepper now displayed a rare tenderness.

Under the moonlight, the beauty was as flawless as jade, her affection profound. In truth, Xu Feng's injury wasn't severe, but seeing her expression, a warm current seemed to flow through his heart. Hmm, it didn't hurt at all anymore.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Xu Feng reached out and gently caressed his girlfriend's face. It was as smooth as jade, as soft as brocade. Arola's skin was even finer than a baby's. A beauty was indeed a beauty; even her worried expression was utterly captivating.

The atmosphere was romantic and tender. Xu Feng had already gently drawn the Beauty into his arms, preparing for a sweet, deep kiss to celebrate their narrow escape from danger and to deepen their bond. However, before their lips could meet, a soft cough sounded in his ear.

Damn, who was ruining the mood here? This was already the second time today that his intimate moment with Xiaoya had been interrupted. This was too much! An angry expression surfaced on Xu Feng's face.

But as he turned his head, he saw a shy girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old—the very same girl who had been sitting in the carriage earlier, respectfully addressed as "Miss."

Luomi's face was flushed. They had managed to escape danger today thanks to this couple's chivalrous intervention. As the owner of the caravan, it was only right and proper for her to express her gratitude. Who would have thought...

These two were really something. If they wanted to be intimate, they should have picked a time when no one was around. However, Luomi was no ordinary girl. She quickly regained her composure, smiled, and nodded. "Thank you both for helping us out of this predicament."

Though Xu Feng was fuming, facing this smiling, amiable young lady, he couldn't bring himself to vent. The young woman before him exuded a scholarly refinement from head to toe, not at all resembling a caravan leader, but rather a cultured young lady from a scholarly family.

A flicker of surprise passed through Xu Feng's eyes. He nodded. "No need for thanks. We acted out of self-preservation as well."

"Luomi Yarslan," the girl extended her hand.

"Xu Feng."

Then, surprise flashed in both their eyes. Neither had expected to encounter someone of equal renown here...

Recently, Xu Feng's performance had been exceptionally eye-catching, earning him the title of one of the New Nobles of the imperial capital. His fame in the city of Arthas was unmatched for a time. However, this was limited to the capital. Looking across the entire empire, there was still one person who could rival him.

Yarslan—that was a family shrouded in legend. As everyone knew, in the eyes of nobles, commoners were like ants. Yarslan was not a noble surname. Yet, across the globe, no one dared to look down on it, for it represented immeasurable wealth—a famous commercial family within the empire.

As the eldest daughter of the Yarslan Family, Luomi's name had spread to every corner of the empire. It wasn't because she was exceptionally beautiful—the title of First Beauty of Mankind belonged to the pure and lovely Princess Ailiya. Yet, Luomi's fame was in no way inferior, for heaven had bestowed upon her another enviable talent.

Wisdom. To call this young lady a talented woman would be an understatement bordering on blasphemy. She could compose poetry at age two and helped her family secure a major business deal by age seven. Astronomy, geography, medicine, art—there was nothing she didn't know, nothing she hadn't mastered. Unfortunately, Hailan Star was a world where men were revered and women were subordinate. Girls couldn't hold official positions. Otherwise, with Luomi's intelligence, she might have ascended to the position of Imperial Chancellor before the age of twenty.

Together with Princess Ailiya, she was hailed as one of the "Peerless Twin Jewels." The two girls enjoyed different divine gifts: astonishing wisdom and unparalleled beauty. While a peerless beauty could stir the heart, wouldn't embracing a brilliant, talented woman also be filled with temptation...

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