t.

"Uka Lan, Xue Ying is my fiancée. Your actions are inappropriate," Yang Feng stepped in, his eyes challenging Uka Lan.

"Hmph~"

"Miss Xue Ying, is he truly your fiancé?"

"No!" Xue Ying mischievously denied, curious to see whether Yang Feng or Uka Lan would prevail.

"Yang Feng, I challenge you."

"Alright, I accept!"

They moved to an open space, Yang Feng glancing at the gloating Xue Ying. He, too, wanted to test Uka Lan's renowned combat prowess.

"Xue Ying, you’d better be ready to deal with the consequences!"

"Don’t worry, Brother Mo."

"Boom~" "Boom~"

Their powerful auras surged. Uka Lan locked eyes with Yang Feng, surprised by the latter’s equal strength.

"Bang~"

Their fists collided mid-air, creating shockwaves that rustled the leaves. Both stepped back.

"So strong!"

Both thought the same, surprised that their powers were so evenly matched, making the fight more intriguing.

"Interesting!" Mo Hancheng observed. Uka Lan's strength was commendable, almost reaching the God Ranking. His jungle combat skills might even surpass some God-Ranked warriors.

"The wine here is not bad!" Mo Hancheng sipped, enjoying the spectacle.

"This is our tribe’s homemade fruit wine!"

Mo Hancheng relished the wine, amused by the fight unfolding before him.

"Enough, enough..." Uka Lan, exhausted after hundreds of exchanges, could no longer keep up with Yang Feng, whose inner lightning energy replenished him continually.

"Hahaha…" Yang Feng laughed heartily. "Uka Lan, you are indeed strong."

Defeated and mortified, Uka Lan fled. Astonished by Yang Feng’s prowess, he left deeply shaken.

"Xue Ying, it’s time to settle this!" Yang Feng approached.

"Brother Feng, I was wrong. Please forgive me!" Xue Ying pleaded, trying to escape but getting blocked by Yang Feng.

They joined the tribe's young folks in singing and dancing, ending the night with grilled meat and fruit wine, savoring a wonderful evening.

The river flowed gently, and the brightest stars sparkled in the night sky, occasionally accompanied by the roars of wild beasts. Eventually, they fell asleep by the bonfire, wrapped in sweet dreams.

…

As the moon retreated, a fiery sunrise awakened the tribe, who busied themselves. Only Yang Feng and his friends continued to sleep soundly.

"Mm!~" Xue Ying woke groggily in Yang Feng’s embrace, Mo Hancheng nowhere in sight. Seizing the moment, she mischievously tickled Yang Feng's neck with her hair.

"Humph~" Yang Feng, feigning sleep, flipped Xue Ying under him.

"Let me go!" Xue Ying, shocked by his sudden move, found herself helpless as Yang Feng’s lips neared hers. She felt weak, unable to resist.

"Mmph~"

Their lips met, the kiss deepening as Xue Ying fell into bliss. Gradually, breathless, she urged him to stop.

"Release me, I can’t breathe!"

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