After pampering two villainous cubs, the rough hunter becomes addicted to flirting with her.

Using this immense momentum, she flew like an arrow and successfully landed on another tree.

This time, her fingertips almost slipped, and she fell two feet down before she could barely grab a thick branch. Her knuckles turned white from the force.

Ignoring the excruciating pain all over her body, she scrambled to her feet and rushed toward the trunk again.

The burly man was completely enraged. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he leaped heavily behind Shen Yu, landing behind her.

The branch beneath his feet snapped with a crack, but with his formidable skills, he steadily took a few steps forward and regained his footing.

It was obvious that this burly man was the most skilled and troublesome of the three.

Shen Yu glanced back, her heart pounding, and dared not pause for a moment.

But the blood on his legs had already soaked through his shoes and socks. He slipped and fell with a "whoosh" on the rough tree trunk.

In that split second, the burly man pounced like a tiger, his rough hands gripping her ankle and pulling her backward with a violent jerk.

"Ah—" Shen Yu let out a short scream as she was slammed hard against the tree trunk.

The burly man seized the opportunity to grab her neck, even putting away his long sword, and used both hands to strangle her tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he wanted to crush her throat bones.

A feeling of suffocation washed over her like a tidal wave, and Shen Yu's face instantly turned bright red, her vision blurring.

She desperately pounded on the burly man's arm, but his hands remained as still as iron clamps.

The burly man gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury: "I'm going to kill you—"

The hatred in his heart almost consumed him; he only wanted to snap the woman's neck immediately.

The accomplices below the tree, having calmed down, shouted up at the tree, "Don't let her die too easily! Keep her alive, I want her to suffer a fate worse than death!"

Upon hearing this, the burly man loosened his grip on the neck slightly.

In that fleeting gap, Shen Yu clung to a piece of driftwood like a drowning person, desperately opening her mouth and greedily inhaling the thin air.

She looked up and saw the wickedness in the burly man's eyes, like the forked tongue of a viper, gleaming with a sinister green light.

"How do you want to die?" he asked menacingly. "Would you like your skin peeled off alive? Or would you like your face slashed open first, then your hands and feet chopped off, your intestines pulled out, and you made to watch your blood drain away?"

"Or, should I make you a prostitute, ridden by thousands and trampled by tens of thousands?"

"That's a good idea. We'll throw you into a dilapidated temple, let those beggars abuse you to their heart's content, then turn you into a 'human pig,' soak you in a vat of wine, and let you 'enjoy' it to your heart'..."

The burly man lowered his head inch by inch, the sinister look on his face magnified infinitely in Shen Yu's terrified gaze.

Suddenly, Shen Yu's lips moved slightly.

The burly man became interested; he wanted to see what other desperate words this woman, who looked like a lamb to the slaughter, could utter in her death throes.

He loosened his grip a little and brought his head even closer.

A faint, hoarse voice squeezed out from Shen Yu's parched throat: "Who dies...is still...not certain..."

In that instant, Shen Yu raised the sickle she had been hiding in her hand like lightning, and with all her might, plunged it into the strong man's neck.

"puff--"

Hot blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering all over Shen Yu's face and body.

She blinked blankly, looking at the incredulous expression on the burly man's face. He was clutching his bleeding neck with both hands, blood gushing out from between his fingers.

The burly man couldn't understand how he could have been defeated by a defenseless woman.

He struggled to reach out, wanting to choke Shen Yu's throat again.

"you……"

But Shen Yu had already recovered her senses. She leaned back sharply and kicked the burly man hard in the chest at the same time.

The burly man lost his strength, his body swayed, and like a collapsing mountain, he fell heavily from the tree.

"Bang!"

With a loud thud, he landed solidly at the feet of the last person.

His eyes were wide open, blood was still flowing from his neck, his body twitched twice, and then he stopped breathing completely.

"What?"

The man under the tree was completely dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that three grown men had been defeated by a seemingly weak woman in such a short time.

That was a woman who couldn't even kill a chicken!

No! That's impossible!

He shook his head frantically, trying to convince himself that this woman must be a hidden master, and that her previous panic was all an act.

Otherwise, how could they have taken down two big men so quickly, especially the strongest one among them, Da Gao?

She must have some kind of uncanny, deadly move!

A deathly silence fell instantly beneath the tree.

Shen Yu leaned against the tree trunk, not daring to move.

She had exhausted all her strength; her hands were burning with pain and she had almost lost all feeling in them; her arms were as limp as noodles.

The wound on my leg was still bleeding, soaking my entire foot in blood.

She gritted her teeth, trembling as she tore off a trouser leg, wrapped it tightly around her wound, and then roughly wiped the blood off her face with her arm.

When she was finally able to lean against the tree trunk and gasp for breath, the last person under the tree was still hesitating in place.

His heart was filled with hatred, wishing he could tear the woman in the tree to pieces, but at the same time he was gripped by a deep fear.

He was filled with regret; he shouldn't have stopped him from delivering the fatal blow.

But what if this woman really has some evil methods, and they also perish here? Then the three of them would truly be wiped out.

He was quickly convinced by his fear and never dared to think about climbing the tree again.

In his eyes, this woman who had just killed two people had become a "poisonous woman" who had gone mad with killing, a demon that could not be touched.

Little did the guy under the tree know that Shen Yu was already gripped by fear.

She was completely drained of strength, so much so that she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand, let alone resist.

If that last villain under the tree were to climb up and grab her now, she wouldn't even have the strength to run away.

Moreover, she had long since lost her sickle and was now empty-handed. How was she supposed to survive?

Shen Yu's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. She froze on the tree branch, not daring to breathe.

Unbeknownst to her, the villains under the tree had already slipped away stealthily.

After waiting for a long time without hearing any movement, Shen Yu dared to push aside the leaves and look down—the area under the tree was empty, without a single person in sight.