Uncontrollably shaking, Elder Chang crawls up from the ground and furiously glares at Han Ye, “You said Jun Shang is open! Wanting a woman?!”
Han Ye: When did I say something like that that aaaah?!
Everyone who heard the commotion starts coming over . As they gathered, they see the pink-clothed young lady passed out on the ground, cutting a sorry figure . One after another, they all eventually expressed schadenfreude .
“Jun Shang is still so heartless and unfeeling; his heart is made of stone!”
“Yeah, Han Ye, you just want deceive us by saying that Jun Shang was passionate towards the woman of destiny . It’s enough of a stretch for Jun Shang to not directly kill the fated woman!”
In the midst of this discussion, a tall silhouette slowly emerges out of the chamber .
“Hail Jun Shang!” The people respectfully fall to their knees .
The man doesn’t acknowledge their presence as he just walks past them and heads towards the “Qian Kun Mirror” .
Han Ye feels his chest thumping, “Jun Shang, a-are you going to the lower bound?”
“Nn . ” was the cold response to him .
Elder Chang couldn’t help but ask: “Jun Shang what are you going to do?” Why go to the Yanwu Continent again?
The man partly turns, indifferently giving everyone a sidelong glance . Then he says two words in a freezing tone, “Propose marriage!”
Boom boom boom-!
This is the sound that runs through the crowd .
Han Ye hurriedly goes to follow after the man . He turns back to look at Elder Chang and his companions, his mouth lifts up into a taunting smile .
You group of stupid mortals! Your father* tells you but you won’t believe! *Slang . Not a literal father, but more like addressing oneself arrogantly .
Believe it now, right! Jun Shang is going to propose marriage…
Wait… hold on! Propose marriage?!
Jun Shang is going to ask for the hand of the destined woman?!!
===
The dim candle flame flickers in the dark .
Illuminated by the candlelight, there is graceful silhouette looking down and thumbing through something .
The long black hair cascades down from the top of her head . It is juxtaposed by the snow white skin, revealed every time the breeze gently sways the locks . Long lashes and light-colored lips, creating a timeless painting of serenity and beauty .
Lou Beiyu wakes up from the intense pain wracking his body . He opens his blurry eyes and beholds a surreal sight that takes his breath away .
Memories from before he lost consciousness slowly come to his mind; the feelings of oppression, suffocation, bitterness, and despair encroach unto his heart .
He remembers Gong Qian Teng and Jin Hong Men killing off his subordinates one by one . He remembers getting hanged and given a poison that will slowly impair his cultivation, he remembers his severed tendons…
And at last, he hears the sweet sound of a zither and familiar silken voice .
Lou Beiyu’s eyes redden, his lips move to call out in a hoarse voice, “Master!”
He never imagined that in his most desperate hour, the one who would come to save him would be the Master that he had just randomly recognized .
Muyan hears his voice and closes Baili Liuyin’s notebook . She turns and walks over .
“How are you feeling right now?” The woman’s voice is clear and gentle, with a soothing calmness .
It allows Lou Beiyu’s initially disconsolate heart slowly settle down and gain composure .
At first, he planned that he would think of ways to properly repay his Master once he returns to Chi Yan Country . But now, he has turned into a cripple and the only thing he can do, is not be a burden to Master .
“I’m… well . ” he says in a croaking voice, and continues with a forced smile, “My cultivation as well as both legs… are crippled . At least, I still have this life . Master, thank you for saving my life . Afterwards, you can simply hand me to a guard in the city… they will deliver me back to the palace…”Please download our sponsor's game to support us!
No Comments Yet
Post a new comment
Register or Login