Song Qinghan was speechless because he really couldn’t say in retorting.

Anyway, this wasn’t like in the modern time which allowed him to record every single voice by mobile phone and recording pen. So no matter what the man said, it would be possible for him to get the equal penalty, and Song Qinghan wouldn’t have to wait to verify until the man made the crime.

Seeing Song Qinghan’s frustrated expression, the man looked even more excited. He quietly reached out and touched Song Qinghan’s waist and whispered, “Do you want it now or tonight? Only us, or you want more people involved?”

Song Qinghan subconsciously dodged and just as he was about to reply the man back with harsh words, he suddenly calmed down as if he had recalled something in mind, “More people involved? How many will that be?”

The man laughed and pointed at Song Qinghan in a naughty manner, shaking his head, “Oh, so you just think that I can’t satisfy you by my own, right? Don’t worry about that, you can get how many you want! I promise you that you will taste different ‘meat’ every night!”

Song Qinghan’s eyebrows twitched and he said calmly, “Is that your entertainment? Do you have any other femina men involved?”

The more Song Qinghan asked, the more excited the man became. He rubbed his hands in a leisurely manner while saying, “Looks like you know a lot! Well, since then, I will be open to you without covering things up, besides femina men which I don’t want to mention here, we’ve even got several barbarians here, I can get what you want to satisfy you the most! And you will know what ‘As long and thick as horse’s’ mean at that time….”

The barbarian? Song Qinghan squinted his eyes as if he had heard something interesting. He then replied slowly, “Barbarians? Are they the captives captured by our army? Isn’t there a rule claiming that the captives shouldn’t be killed and used personally but be treated humanly?”

The man sneered and said disdainfully, “We don’t get sufficient food to feed those son of bit*h, and of course we can use them if we want, and if they are useless, they should be killed.”

Song Qinghan’s heart tightened. He didn’t seem to have thought that the Emperor’s Decree would never work here at all. These people actually had their own ways of doing things, no one knew whether it was ubiquitous or just a hidden entertainment among several groups for them to take the prisoners as ‘escorts for sexual desire’

Yet, if it was just several small groups which dared to take the risk trying to entertain themselves like that, then what he prepared to do was naturally not that risky. But if it was a ubiquitous phenomenon, then… Shouldn’t it be an action hitting himself right to the rock in the head?

Seeing his hesitation, the man mistakenly thought he was worried about the safety of doing so. He smiled and touched his own chin, saying with confidence, “Don’t worry, our actions are very secretive. As long as you want, there won’t be any problems. Most importantly, if one of the commanders takes a fancy to you, your future will be…”

He deliberately didn’t finish his words to leave space for Song Qinghan to imagine, so that even if Song Qinghan didn’t get what he wanted at that time, he could still shirk the responsibility and claim that it was totally Song Qinghan’s fault. After all, it could be said that Song Qinghan did so with a hidden scenario, and he did not promise anything at all.

Song Qinghan was not an immature child, so he definitely knew what intention the man possessed and was able to unveil his trick thoroughly, he just did not say it out. But instead of unmasking the trick, he turned to answer calmly, “Let me think about it, anyway it isn’t late yet. Oh by the way, if I make up my mind and want to visit you, how should I get there?”

When the man saw that Song Qinghan had finally come to be at ease, he did not choose to pressure him anymore because he knew the power of mankind’s lust and greed for that. Nothing would happen if the other party was one kind of a stoic man, yet once his lust grew bigger, he would ultimately bite the bait.

But even so, he still didn’t tell Song Qinghan the address directly. He just smiled and said, “You can go to my tent to find me. I will personally take you to the paradise, okay?”

When he said this, his eyes narrowed and his eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was making some hints and clues. The look almost made Song Qinghan vomit as it was rather disgusting.

It seemed that it was not that easy to come to know the secret. Based on this person’s utterance and actions, he obviously wanted to experience the ‘happiness’ first with Song Qinghan before he took him in. And even worse, he probably wouldn’t take Song Qinghan to there after that.

After weighing the trade-off in his mind, Song Qinghan raised his hand and cupped his hands together to the man. He calmly said, “I should leave now, Lord, and you should go back for a good rest yourself so that you can enjoy that to the large extent.”

After hearing Song Qinghan’s words, the man misunderstood again that Song Qinghan had agreed to his suggestion, and mistakenly thought that Song Qinghan would come for him in the evening. He was overjoyed while rubbing his palm cheerfully and saying, “Alright, alright, I will go back to make a preparation now, take a warm bath, get a good sleep, and I will meet you when I wake up, you young beauty…”

Song Qinghan frowned slightly, but there was still a smile on his face. After he saw the man off, he stood still pondering for a brief moment, and then left as well.

He was not noble nor was he contentious, but just rather disliked disdained the action of treating the captives randomly and inhumanly. Possessing insufficient food supply should never be an excuse for that, well, as for the tenaciousness of the lives, he had already been aware of it since he had learned how the people in 1960s-1970s struggled in his last life (famine reined everywhere).

Even if he was in the enemy camp now, he would definitely think in the same way when he witnessed the Northern minorities bullied the ones from Qingmu Region. This was not about his stand, but about humanity.

Before returning to his tent, Song Qinghan headed to the kitchen directly, secretly took out a charcoal strip, wrapped it inside with his handkerchief and hid it in his sleeves.

After he returned to the tent, he pulled out a piece of rice paper that he carried casually. And then commenced writing after a short while of pondering.

After writing out the information he had just learned from the man, he threw the charcoal strip and the handkerchief away secretly, but then sank into an utter hesitation taking the rice paper in hands.

Who would he actually give it to? Wu Dahu? But probably it would be a bad thing for Wu Dahu if he was involved in this matter. In addition, he would probably be easily recognized by Wu Dahu in the investigation progress.

But who else could he entrust?

He didn’t make up his mind even he had tried his best to figure it out, and in the meanwhile Jiayi came back from outside.

Ideas seemed to flocked in when Song Qinghan noticed the presence of Jiayi, and then he suddenly uttered, “I’ve found something that I am able to take credit, but it is kind of risky. Since I have my family behind me which is waiting for me to support, I can take that risk.”

Jiayi took a sudden pause, as if he hadn’t expected Song Qinghan would confess to him with something like that, so he couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity, “What kind of thing is that?”

Song Qinghan rubbed the rice paper in his hand and threw it to the ground. He sighed heavily and shook his head, “Never mind, I will pretend that I have never witnessed that, anyway it’s useless for me to take such a credit, I want nothing from wealth and rank but the domestic happiness with peace and love, I am afraid that I don’t have such a fate to enjoy that..”

After that, he turned around and left the tent without concerning how confused JIayi was currently standing there.

Jiayi looked at the door carefully and noticed that Song Qinghan indeed left without even looking back. He sneered disdainfully, “What a coward. What kind of word is that? ‘Do not have a fate to enjoy the wealth’? Shouldn’t it be the wealth comes first and then the fate comes later?”

Speaking of the matter itself, he couldn’t help but take a glance at the wrinkled rice paper thrown by Song Qinghan on the ground, and then rushed over quickly and picked it up, unfolded the paper while murmuring, “I want to see what kind of matter frightens him so much.”

A gust of rumbling footstep noise sounded outside the door when he just started reading the content on the paper. He then stuffed the paper into his chest quickly, flabbergasted.

Song Qinghan put the curtain down carefully, turned around to look at Jiayi who was being floored fussing around and asked with surprise, “What’s wrong with you? Did you get a cold? Your face is as pale as snow now.”