About half an hour later, the group arrived at the foot of the mountain. The path up the mountain was narrow, only wide enough for two people to walk side by side.
The others had no problems, but it was more troublesome for Su Yuzhuo; trying to push a wheelchair up was obviously impossible.
"Big Sis, after we go up, we'll figure out a way to get you up," Lu Yao said, looking at Su Yuzhuo.
Su Yuzhuo nodded in agreement.
But just as Xiao Feng was about to head up the mountain, Fujiwara Keiaki stopped him.
"Mr. Xiao, hold on!"
Xiao Feng paused, turned his head, as if he had already expected the other party to come to him.
"Let's have a word in private," Fujiwara Keiaki tilted his head and walked to the side first.
Xiao Feng chuckled lightly and followed slowly.
"About my family's lady, are you planning to not care anymore?" Fujiwara Keiaki asked, suppressing his anger, with a tone that sounded quite like he was questioning.
Xiao Feng calmly said, "It's not that I'm not planning to care, it's that Sun Shijie obviously doesn't plan to care."
"So, you're just going to stand by?" Fujiwara Keiaki said angrily, "You know the lady's situation; she can't afford to wait any longer!"
"Get it straight, we don't have the final say now, just like you are anxious, but still dare not threaten Sun Shijie." Xiao Feng said displeased.
Fujiwara Keiaki took a deep breath, "Let's not argue about these things first; what are you planning to do next?"
"Sun Shijie won't save your family's lady, probably because of what happened back then. This situation, where best friends turn against each other, is more complicated and difficult to resolve than if they were enemies from the start, so we need to think of something else." Xiao Feng analyzed.
"Have you thought of a way?" Fujiwara Keiaki pressed.
"Of course, I was just about to discuss it with Sun Shijie, but you called me over." Xiao Feng smiled.
"..." Fujiwara Keiaki knew Xiao Feng was trying to disgust him, but the problem was he had to endure it, even if he had to swallow his resentment.
With a cold snort, Fujiwara Keiaki said grimly, "I hope you resolve this matter quickly; otherwise, I will personally kill Sun Shijie."
After saying that, he headed towards the foot of the mountain first.
Listening to this, Xiao Feng found it somewhat amusing. Is this idea of "if I can't have it, then no one else can" a common illness among Japanese people?
When facing a problem, instead of thinking about how to solve it, they think about eliminating those who can solve it; this is really something.
This mountain isn't exactly steep, but it's quite expansive, looking to stretch out forever, seeming to encompass the entire Jiuyou Town.
Before long, a little girl's head popped out from halfway up the mountain and waved, "Brother Xiao Feng, come up quickly!"
Xiao Feng nodded, "Alright."
But just as he took a step, Su Yuzhuo shouted, "Wait!"
"What now?" Xiao Feng was getting a bit impatient; first the servant finds him, now the master, will this ever end?
Su Yuzhuo blushed and whispered, "I can't go up."
"Isn't he there?" Xiao Feng pointed to Fujiwara Keiaki.
"You..." Su Yuzhuo hesitated, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. What's going on in this guy's mind?
"I want you to take me up the mountain." After calming down, Su Yuzhuo said.
No sooner had she finished speaking than a rope was thrown down from halfway up the mountain.
To be precise, it wasn't a rope but weapons belonging to Lin Zhiyan and the little girl; two whips connected together, just long enough to reach the foot of the mountain.
Seeing Su Yuzhuo's beautiful eyes staring intently at him, Xiao Feng stepped forward, lifted her from the wheelchair, and wrapped an arm around her slender waist.
Upon seeing this, Lu Yao, who was halfway up the mountain, felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't tell the little girl because she believed Xiao Feng had his reasons for what he was doing.
Grabbing the whip with one hand and looping it around his wrist, Xiao Feng shouted, "Start pulling!"
Being pulled up like this, as if riding an elevator, was really possible because the mountain slope had a barely noticeable inward curve; otherwise, pulling upward along the cliff would be suicidal.
As their feet left the ground, the two were pressed closer together, their upper bodies tightly fitting together.
In that instant, Xiao Feng caught a faint and elusive fragrance emanating from the person beside him, a natural aroma unique to a young girl that no perfume could match.
The scent caused Xiao Feng's thoughts to wander uncontrollably, and in a lapse of judgment, he asked, "How long has it been since you've showered?"
The question made Su Yuzhuo, who had been nervously closing her eyes like a deer, stare wide-eyed in embarrassment, blushing deeply as she stammered, "Th-three days, I guess."
"How can you still smell so good after not showering for three days?" Xiao Feng asked instinctively.
"..." Su Yuzhuo was at a loss for words, finding the question impossible to answer.
Xiao Feng also realized his faux pas, cleared his throat, and changed the topic, "Why don't you ask why I haven't chosen to save you?"
"Your being able to accompany me here already means a lot to me. To ask for more would just lead to disappointment, wouldn't it?" Su Yuzhuo said with a bitter smile.
"I'll do my best to get Sun Shijie to help you solve the problem," Xiao Feng exhaled deeply and said.
Su Yuzhuo's heart warmed, and she bit her lip gently, summoning the courage to say, "If my legs can be healed this time, can I stay by your side?"
Xiao Feng was a bit surprised; this question caught him off guard, so he gave a somewhat dismissive response, "Let's not think that far ahead. Let's solve the issue at hand first."
"Okay." Su Yuzhuo answered softly, an imperceptible trace of sadness flashing across her brow; he was clearly avoiding her question, or rather, avoiding her altogether.
However, her mood didn't last long before it was pulled back to reality...
"Women in love are indeed foolish, and even the heirs of the Iwagami Clan are not exempt!"
A cold, sober voice suddenly appeared, seemingly not far from their ears.
Xiao Feng's pupils contracted, his gaze searching the cliffs for the source, yet found nothing, as if the voice had merely been a hallucination.
Yet, it was obviously not a hallucination since the voice was in Japanese, and from Su Yuzhuo's reaction, she heard it too. Who ever heard of two people having the same auditory hallucination at the same time?
"Who is it!" Down below, Fujiwara Keiaki, who had just hidden the wheelchair and was preparing to ascend, suddenly became alert.
"Fujiwara Keiaki, you loyal old dog, have you even forgotten my voice?"
Again, it was the voice that suddenly appeared, sounding like a woman's, and it didn't seem very young.
But that wasn't the main point; who, daring to speak to Fujiwara Keiaki in such an authoritative tone, could be such a person?
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