Chapter 11: I Will Be Responsible for You

Fei Li didn’t have time to think before Luo Sang’s warm breath was already by his ear.

His chest felt like a small deer had darted into it, his heart racing uncontrollably, as if it would leap out of his throat any second.

He struggled to push Luo Sang away but due to the orc’s immense strength.

With a forced smile, Fei Li reminded, “Lord Luo Sang, I am not your partner. You cannot treat me like this.”

Luo Sang’s long arms loosened their grip, and Fei Li seized the opportunity to escape from Luo Sang’s embrace, standing at a safe distance.

Damn!

The aphrodisiacs and emotional herbs in this era seem to be far stronger than any modern drugs.

Looking at Luo Sang’s flushed cheeks, he was afraid to take another step back.

“You…” Luo Sang gazed at him with a dazed look, taking long steps in an attempt to approach him.

Just as Luo Sang was one step away, Fei Li picked up a wooden stick from the ground.

He sneaked up behind Luo Sang and struck him forcefully on the back of the neck.

Luo Sang looked back at him then staggered and fell to the ground.

“That was close!”

Quickly discarding the stick, Fei Li approached to confirm that Luo Sang had indeed lost consciousness. Only then, he could relax his tense heart.

He initially planned to leave, but upon seeing Luo Sang lying on the ground with a pained expression, he sighed inwardly, “Forget it. Since I have a kind heart, I’ll save you one more time!”

After he said that, he swiftly left Luo Sang’s house and made his way to the tribe’s only small river.

The ecological environment in the primitive society was very good, with no modern industrial pollution, making the effects here vastly superior to the modern world.

After searching around the river, he finally found a cluster of vibrant green silver-dan grass, which is the equivalent of modern peppermint.

Mint has a cooling effect and can relieve heat. Without any other options, he could only use mint to make Luo Sang feel a bit better.

After gathering a large amount of mint, he hurried back to Luo Sang’s house.

He took a stone bowl, he quickly ground the mint into a paste, then mixed it with a small amount of water, and fed it directly to Luo Sang.

He then sprinkled the remaining mint water over Luo Sang’s body.

Sure enough, the unconscious Luo Sang stopped making pained sounds and quieted down.

Fei Li stayed awake all night, sitting in a corner watching Luo Sang, afraid that he might suddenly pounce on him in the middle of the night.

The next day, a beam of sunlight spilled into the room.

Luo Sang slowly opened his eyes, rubbed the back of his still-aching neck, and looked at Fei Li.

Stepping forward, he gave him a hard kick and then Luo Sang glared at him angrily.

Fei Li rolled on the ground, ending up face-to-face with Luo Sang’s darkened face and blue eyes.

“Are you finally better now?”

Luo Sang stared at him, recalling what happened last night.

He had been walking around the tribe, curious about how Fei Li could use strange herbs to cure people. He casually picked one, and tasted it.

Soon he felt an unbearable heat all over his body, forcing him to rush home.

The intense heat throughout his body made Luo Sang understand what it meant.

As a member of the wolf tribe, he had a fixed mating season every year, during which his body uncontrollably desired to mate.

His gaze on Fei Li shifted, wondering if something had happened between them last night…

Seeing Luo Sang’s changing expression, Fei Li curiously stepped forward. Just as he was about to touch his forehead, Luo Sang ruthlessly slapped his hand away.

“Take your hand away, don’t come near me.”

“…” Fine! I’m meddling in other people’s business again.

Seeing Fei Li obediently standing aside, Luo Sang looked at him again and said, “Don’t worry, from now on, you are my person. I will be responsible for you.”

Responsible?

Fei Li’s mind was a mess, unable to comprehend Luo Sang’s words.

Suddenly, Luo Sang approached. He opened his mouth and bit him on the shoulder.