I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 400 His Highness the Crown Prince is Outstandingly Talented (38)

Lin Shen rode forward without looking back, but he could clearly hear another hoofbeat following behind him at a leisurely pace.

His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly; he hadn't expected Lin Ming to follow him directly.

However, he quickly came to terms with it. This hunting ground did not belong to him alone. Lin Ming could come along if he wanted, but he couldn't stop hunting just because Lin Ming was with him.

It's just being looked at a few more times; it won't cost me anything.

So the two of them walked silently, one in front of the other, through the increasingly deep woods.

Apart from the rustling of horses' hooves over fallen leaves, there were only the occasional whooshing of arrows slicing through the air and the muffled thud of prey falling to the ground.

The atmosphere was eerie and quiet, as if a silent contest was taking place.

Unbeknownst to them, the surrounding trees grew taller and denser, and the light dimmed; they had ventured deep into the heart of the dense forest.

"Second brother."

Lin Ming's voice suddenly broke the silence, carrying a deliberately low, almost viscous quality.

Lin Shen reined in his horse, turned his head to look at him, his eyes indifferent: "What's wrong?"

Lin Ming spurred his mount forward a few steps to stand beside Lin Shen. He turned his head, his gaze fixed on Lin Shen, his gloomy eyes churning with complex and unfathomable emotions: "Why do you always look down on me?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Shen frowned even more deeply.

What makes you say that? Lin Ming has always been the one opposing him, his eyes and words filled with undisguised hostility. Now he's turning around and accusing him of looking down on him.

He clicked his tongue impatiently, his tone cold and hard: "I don't have any."

"No?" Lin Ming seemed to be stung by these two words, his voice suddenly rising, carrying a sharp sarcasm, while a strange blush appeared at the corner of his eyes.

"Second brother, dare you say you don't? You and eldest brother are deeply devoted to each other and talk about everything! Even that Lin Yu who came later and only knows how to smile foolishly and try to please you, he holds a more important place in your heart than me! Why? I am your blood brother! Why are you so cold to me and avoid me like the plague?!"

His voice echoed through the silent forest, carrying an accusation bordering on despair.

Lin Shen pursed his lips, looking at the emotionally agitated Lin Ming in front of him, feeling utterly bewildered and unable to understand where his sudden resentment and grievances came from.

What on earth is going on in this guy's head?

He was too lazy to argue with them about this meaningless matter of closeness and distance. His gaze fell down and he inadvertently caught sight of a lustrous jade pendant hanging from Lin Ming's waist.

The jade pendant was of excellent quality and was carved with auspicious clouds and mythical beasts.

Lin Shen pointed to the jade pendant, his tone calm and even, and changed the subject: "You still wear this jade pendant. Do you still remember where it came from?"

Lin Ming, who was immersed in intense emotions, was slightly taken aback by this abrupt question and subconsciously reached out to grasp the jade pendant at his waist.

Of course he knew it.

He had worn this jade pendant since he could remember. The palace servants said it was a gift from His Highness the Crown Prince when he was born.

He ran his fingertips along the cool jade disc, his voice lowering, carrying a complex emotion: "I remember."

This time, Lin Shen was slightly taken aback.

Remember? How could that be?

Lin Shen was filled with doubts and couldn't help but scrutinize Lin Ming with a probing gaze.

Lin Ming felt a pang of guilt under his gaze, realizing he had misspoke. His eyes flickered, and he was about to forcefully explain or change the subject.

Just then, the white horse under Lin Shen suddenly paved its hooves uneasily, snorted, and its ears twitched alertly.

Lin Shen also instantly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. A faint, fishy smell permeated the air, and the rustling sounds that usually belonged to small animals in the forest completely disappeared, replaced by a chilling silence.

He frowned, then looked up abruptly. In the shadow of the bushes not far ahead, two eerie green lights appeared. Then, a large, gray-black wolf slowly emerged, baring its sharp white teeth and emitting a low growl.

Lin Shen felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively tightened the reins, urging the horse to take a step back.

Almost simultaneously, Lin Ming, who was still immersed in his emotions, reacted extremely quickly. He kicked his horse's belly and, ignoring the pain from his unhealed cane wounds, forced his horse to move half a step to the side, standing protectively in front of Lin Shen.

His pale face drained of color instantly, leaving only focused vigilance, his voice taut with tension.

“There are wolves…and more than one.”

Before he finished speaking, pairs of eerie green eyes lit up one after another in the shadows of the surrounding woods, floating like will-o'-the-wisps in the dim light.

The dense pack of wolves silently formed an encirclement, completely trapping the two brothers and their mounts in the center.

Heavy breathing and suppressed howls came from all directions, sending chills down one's spine.

As soon as Lin Ming finished speaking, the low howls of the wolf pack surged in from all directions, like a death knell.

Those eerie green eyes gleamed in the dim forest, their light filled with hunger and bloodlust, as they slowly approached.

Lin Ming suddenly drew his sword from his waist, the blade flashing coldly in the dim light. He turned to Lin Shen and said sharply, his voice sounding particularly cold and hard due to tension.

"Second brother, you go first! I'll cover you!"

Lin Shen didn't even glance at him. He drew three arrows from his quiver with a fluid and swift motion, nocked them on the bowstring, and pulled the bowstring taut. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, were fixed on the alpha wolf poised to pounce. His thin lips parted slightly, his tone calm to the point of being cold.

"Stop talking nonsense. With so many beasts, do you think I can escape?"

Lin Ming was momentarily speechless. Looking at Lin Shen's tall and resolute profile, and that handsome face that remained calm in the face of crisis, the mixed emotions of resentment, hatred, and some kind of twisted obsession surged up in his heart again, but he also knew that what he said was true.

He said no more, silently sheathed his sword, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and stood back to back with Lin Shen, forming a small defensive circle.

The arrowheads trembled slightly in the dim light, aimed at the hungry wolves in different directions.

“Listen,” Lin Shen’s voice was deep and clear, carrying an undeniable determination, “When I count to three, you and I will simultaneously shoot at that gray wolf in the southwest direction to open an opening, and then rush out together. Do not linger in the fight!”

"Okay!" Lin Ming replied through gritted teeth, his eyes fixed on the lone wolf in the southwest corner, which was slightly smaller and seemed to be the weakest link.

Just then, the wolf pack seemed to lose patience. The alpha wolf let out a sharp, long howl, and the encirclement tightened instantly!

Several vicious wolves pounced forward, their hind legs stomping the ground, their target the horses beneath the two men, which were neighing and stamping their hooves in fear!

"one two Three!"

"Whizzing!"

Two bowstrings twanged almost simultaneously! Lin Shen's arrow, swift as lightning, pierced the throat of the gray wolf to the southwest with unparalleled precision!

Lin Ming's arrow followed closely, piercing the eye of another wolf that was trying to fill in!

Two piercing screams rang out instantly, and a gap appeared momentarily in the encirclement in the southwest corner!

"go!"

Lin Shen shouted and spurred his horse without hesitation, lashing down with his whip!

The white horse beneath him, in pain, let out a high-pitched neigh and charged out like an arrow toward the newly opened gap!

Lin Ming spurred his horse to catch up at almost the same time, and he could even feel the bloody wind brought by the hungry wolf's attack brushing against his clothes.

The two, one after the other, like two shooting stars, narrowly escaped the encirclement of the wolf pack.

Behind me came the deafening roars of the enraged wolves, and the dense sound of their paws pounding the ground as they frantically pursued me, like maggots clinging to my bones, relentlessly chasing after me.

The dense branches whipped against their faces and bodies. The two ducked low, pushing their speed to the limit as they fled desperately through the dim forest, hoping to shake off the menacing, eerie green eyes behind them.