The Dust Settles (1)

In a certain forest in the wilderness.

Zhou Jing pushed aside the grass and stopped at a flat ground, putting down the unconscious Ma Zhen on his shoulder.

He had long shaken off the Imperial Court's army after attacking them. At this moment, he had reached an empty place to temporarily rest.

"Son of a b*tch, wake up."

Zhou Jing did not stand on ceremony and slapped Ma Zhen a few times, causing his cheek to swell.

Ma Zhen woke up in shock, his cheeks burning. His blank eyes quickly focused on Zhou Jing.

Seeing the appearance of the person in front of him, Ma Zhen immediately remembered what happened before he fainted. A hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but soon, shock and anger appeared on his face.

"Villain Chen!"