At this moment, the group finally realized that Flame Valley was nothing like what they'd imagined. They thought it was all yellow sand and desert—so who was going to explain this? How could there be an entire forest down here?
Even if all the trees here were just short poplars, wasn't it super weird to have a place like this under the main hall?
But before they could process it, a swarm of naked women rushed at them like bees to flowers—charging straight at them with wild energy, clearly intent on giving them a thorough rubdown.
So, that’s how we ended up with the scene from earlier—everyone breaking into a full-on sprint.
"Hey, you guys are so strong, why don’t you just use your martial arts to stop them?" Ethan Chu yelled at the others.
Adrian Night’s face went bright red and he snapped back, annoyed, "Why don’t you stop and use your martial arts, huh?"
"They’re not wearing any clothes!" Ethan shouted back.
"No kidding," Adrian grumbled. What was that supposed to mean? Just because this guy saw a bunch of naked women, he could run off and leave Adrian to deal with them using martial arts?
"I’m an emperor, okay? How could I possibly use martial arts against so many naked women? I just can’t do it," Ethan replied, shooting Adrian a helpless look.
"Oh, quit acting all noble. So what if you’re an emperor? I’m the Ice Palace master! It’s not that I don’t want to stop them, but—but look at them…" Adrian really couldn’t go on. No matter how strong his martial arts were, facing so many bare-skinned women who were chasing him while striking all sorts of lewd poses and making suggestive noises—he wasn’t about to stop.
"Butterfly Rogue, you handle them!" Lucian Vane shouted, coming up with a plan on the spot.
"Why me? You’re the poison guy—just throw some silver needles at them!" Butterfly Rogue protested loudly.
"Oh, right! Where are my silver needles, where did I put them?" Lucian panicked, suddenly forgetting where he’d stashed his needles.
Meanwhile, Caleb Miles was running with his abacus, still calmly calculating as he sprinted.
"Seriously? We’re running for our lives and you’re still doing math?" Butterfly Rogue shot Caleb a look of pure disdain. Did this guy even realize what kind of situation they were in?
"I’ve crunched the numbers—it’s a great deal," Caleb replied. He turned to Butterfly Rogue: "If you distract them, I’ve calculated that sacrificing you means the rest of us can escape. It’s a solid plan."
"What?! You jerk, you want to sacrifice me?" Butterfly Rogue was instantly furious at Caleb’s words.
"Hey, I just meant you could stall them for a bit. While you’re doing that, the rest of us can use stones to hit their pressure points and knock them out."
"Why don’t you stall them and I throw the stones?" Butterfly Rogue snapped back. This guy was definitely up to no good.
"Come on, you’re the famous flower thief, right? You should be great at handling women. Look at them—they’re like wild wolves, totally fierce. I’d never last," Caleb argued, clutching his abacus and sounding completely reasonable.
"Agreed!" Adrian Night and Lucian Vane suddenly chimed in together.
Butterfly Rogue yelled, "You jerks! So what if I’m a flower thief? I only ever picked the prettiest flowers! Look at these women—so ugly it makes me want to puke blood. No way!" He threw his arms out and ran even faster, making everyone behind him frown. Was this guy really supposed to be injured?
"Please, we want you! Give yourselves to us!" the naked women shouted from behind, looking so desperate it made the guys run even harder out of sheer terror.
"Run! Run faster!" Aiden shrieked, yanking Clara Night along as they sprinted.
"I—I can’t run anymore," Clara panted, totally exhausted. She wasn’t afraid of these women; honestly, she didn’t even need to run. Why was Aiden dragging her along anyway?
"Hey, look—two women! Wow, I love women, I really love women! I want to marry them!" Suddenly, two of the naked women shouted as Clara slowed down.
Clara turned to see two pudgy, saggy-skinned women drooling at her and Aiden. "We love women! Finally, new women! We can finally be together!"
"Ahhh, mom!" Clara screamed, instantly yanking her hand free from Aiden and blasting off like a rocket. Aiden was left stunned—what just happened? How did she run so fast all of a sudden?!
"Hey, kid, let’s have some fun—" Suddenly, a pair of dark hands landed on Aiden’s shoulder, and a sunburned woman shoved her face close, puckering up. "Come on, let’s enjoy ourselves!"
"Ahh! Ghost!" Aiden yelled, bolting away at top speed.