Su Feiman, resting his chin in his hand, had followed Jun Huang for so many years and knew him deeply. Indeed, he was a person of exceptional intelligence. He would come up with solutions that no one else could think of.

All these days without appearing, he was one hundred percent sure; Jun Huang must be in the midst of escaping. If he couldn’t find any clues himself, perhaps, he really escaped from the palm of his hand.

What method could it be, to avoid everyone?

A faint light flashed in the depths of Su Feiman’s eyes.

After pondering for a long time, a possibility suddenly flashed through his mind, changing his expression greatly, utterly surprised.

"The only way to avoid everyone’s eyes and ears is to not appear in front of anyone. King, your thoughts and courage shock me. Eagle, go immediately and look for some clues."

...

The next day, Ye Lu finally went out on her own but felt that Third Young Master Jun was somewhat cold. The day before yesterday, they cuddled together to sleep, but last night he deliberately avoided her and would not let her touch him.

She was a bit unhappy, but thought that maybe he was too tired and inevitably had moments of bad mood and impatience.

Yet, she noticed his complexion was somewhat pale, and with concern, she asked him. He mentioned he might have some heatstroke. In any case, he always dodged the question, which puzzled her greatly and gradually felt a bit odd, feeling he was hiding something from her, but she couldn’t find any discrepancies.

Just like that, they walked for two or three days, traveling most of the journey. They estimated it would take about three more days to walk out of this forest.

Ye Lu was thrilled, seeing the hope that was soon to arrive. Her spirits were even higher.

Even more active than Third Young Master Jun, sometimes when Third Young Master Jun asked her to rest, she was so energetic that she did not want to stop, leaving Third Young Master Jun with a helpless expression.

"Let’s hurry, once we get past this mountain hollow, we can rest ahead where it’s more open!" Ye Lu said excitedly.

Third Young Master Jun glared at her, only able to carry the backpack, take the knife, and clear the way ahead.

Ye Lu followed behind him, and after walking a stretch of rocky path, she suddenly saw a large flat rock on the ground, with drops of blood on it. Her eyes shook—it was blood from the man ahead. She bent down, reached out her finger, touched it, and her fingertip turned a bright red. Immediately, her heart inexplicably began to tremble.

"Where are you bleeding from?" she hurriedly caught up to him and asked anxiously.

The figure ahead stiffened for a moment, did not turn back, but just waved his hand.

"My hand was just cut."

Then he continued walking forward.

Ye Lu bit her lip, following behind him, and finally got past the mountain hollow to a valley by a lake with a scenic view. Ye Lu suggested they rest here. This time Third Young Master Jun, unusually, nodded.

After eating, Ye Lu saw him crawl into sleep.

Once it was quiet inside, she also quietly crawled in. He was sleeping soundly. She crouched down, lowered her head, and carefully examined his hand. Although his hand had many scars from cuts, none were fresh. She searched but couldn’t find any recent cut marks.

Her doubts deepened—where did that blood come from?

Staring at his pale face, these past few days, his complexion had worsened. She could not help but become deeply concerned, gently placing her hand on his forehead. That probe was alarming—the skin under her palm was so hot.

She was suddenly taken aback; it wasn’t the symptoms of heatstroke—he was running a high fever.

"Hey, wake up, you have a fever, you’re so hot." Ye Lu hurriedly woke him up and took out fever-reducing medicine from the medicine box.

Third Young Master Jun was now awake, frowning, his eyes blurry, his head aching as he looked at her anxious expression.

That’s the update for today.