Qi Nanfeng held back his breath and rejoined the team. The Liu Family chewed on dry food languidly, their eyes fixed on the pot of rabbit meat at the Ruan Mansion, drooling.
Seeing Qi Nanfeng return empty-handed, they sighed repeatedly, "Nanfeng, when you were in school, your mother told you to practice archery more! Even if you don't join the army, it can save your life. How could you not even handle a woman..."
"If Mother thinks I'm incapable, why don't you do it yourself!"
He threw the bow and arrow to Liu Family's feet, lost his appetite, and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Before long, Ruan Jiao cautiously approached the bushes, avoiding others' gaze, and handed a bowl of hot wild vegetable porridge to Qi Nanfeng.
"Young master, don't stay hungry."
Qi Nanfeng looked up and saw her face, a bloody mess that had become even more unsightly due to scabs.
