Chapter 2: Holding Each Other Back
The man intended to chop her up along with everything else and toss her into the pot, but the next second he only felt a warmth in his lower abdomen.
He looked down in astonishment, a red-hot stick mercilessly piercing through his belly.
Bai Ren's lips slightly curved up, resembling a bloodthirsty specter against the backdrop of the firelight.
"Move again, and I'll make sure your intestines spill out of your belly."
As Bai Ren spoke, he slightly exerted force, and the man immediately felt the burning stake gradually penetrating his stomach.
His eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, he stared at the young girl in front of him and bit back the pain to say, "Bai Junjun, remember, it was you who agreed to treat your younger sister as two-legged sheep, that's why we allowed you to follow us!"
Hearing this, Bai Ren felt the child behind her shudder, while memories that did not belong to her uncontrollably flooded her mind.
After the downfall of the kingdom, the Shi clans fled the Capital City in droves, with the first Noble Lady having lost her family in the chaos of war and had no choice but to rely on the Refugee group, moving north then south.
It was these additional memories that made Bai Ren realize, she was no longer in The Apocalypse.
Perhaps because of the final chaotic battle of The Apocalypse, that madman blasted the tunnels of time with the Special Abilities of Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, and Ether...
In any case, she had arrived in this damn era of war, having become the once first Noble Lady, now refugee Bai Junjun.
"Bai Junjun, if you betray your promise, don't expect our protection ever again," the leader still tried to intimidate with feigned composure, but his eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.
Bai Ren was analyzing the situation, not noticing the leader's strange gleam, but the next second she felt a strong wind from behind.
Someone had taken the opportunity to approach her from behind while she was distracted.
Although Bai Ren was a High-rank Special Ability User, she was also formidable in close combat. Despite this body lacking strength, her limbs were relatively agile.
Instinctively, she twisted her body and pulled another stick from the fire, placing it across the neck of the person coming up behind her.
With a sizzle, the scent of charred meat wafted from the fire, and the person immediately began rolling on the ground, clutching his neck.
Bai Junjun, relying on the fire pit, had somewhat of a stance as if one man guarding a pass against ten thousand; beating whoever approached.
Even if they used human wave tactics to deplete her firesticks, getting burnt by them was almost inevitable before that.
In this era, even a small festering wound could be fatal, let alone inevitable death matches. Who would risk their lives willingly?
Moreover, even in that earlier situation, this girl never released the leader; her stick was gripped tight, evident she was no stranger to such dealings.
Thinking of how the girl had feigned weakness, first deceiving them into agreeing to treat her sister as two-legged sheep, then loafing around with her sister in the group, only to betray and renounce them when it was time to act.
Everyone felt utterly deceived!
It seemed this person was a habitual offender! Nobility indeed are the least trustworthy in the world! Even in adversity!
Anger, venom, frustration, and disgust flashed across everyone's faces.
"Don't look at me like that; you were quite spectacular when it came to killing and eating people."
Bai Ren cocked her head, looking back at them with a wicked grin.
"You... what do you want."
People looking at the true face of Bai Junjun finally shifted from being the manipulators to the ones being manipulated.
Before the chaos, they were merely illiterate peasants.
After the chaos, by virtue of their "cheap lives," they managed to survive more easily than the precious landlords and nobles.
In such a Refugee group, it was all about who was crueler, who was more desperate.
When it really came to fights of wit and bravery, they didn't have much up their sleeves to support them.