Chapter: Chapter 296
“You, say that again?”
A cold tone, mixed with endless black mist, rushed towards them.
Luo Cong’an naturally wasn’t afraid of her.
Instead, she smiled and walked towards the black mist.
Her long sword was raised slightly, and sword energy crisscrossed freely. A bright line of fire ignited at the tip of the sword, like a sword that pierces illusions, easily splitting the incoming black mist.
The sword energy did not wane and even carved several deep ravines into the ground.
The ravines weren’t particularly large, but this casual response was enough to show Luo Cong’an’s strength.
Her figure floated in mid-air, slightly higher than Eileen’s position.
This allowed her to look down from a superior stance.
She repeated word by word, “Now, I am the Mister’s unmarried wife.”
Yes, her intentions had long been exposed, wanting to become a disciple who surpasses the master. She couldn’t be bothered to hide her intentions any longer.
Moreover, the impression she left on the Mister when they first reunited probably wouldn’t allow for any concealment anyway.
After she finished speaking, the big moth in front of her seemed to be so angry that it laughed.
The woman in the black dress’s eyebrows shot up, and she said with a laugh born of extreme anger, “Do you want to hear what you’re saying?”
“You still know he’s your Mister?!”
Luo Cong’an was unfazed and said calmly, “That’s between the Mister and me, and has nothing to do with you, a big moth.”
Wha… what?
A big moth?
Visible blue veins bulged on Eileen’s delicate face.
She couldn’t help but shake the young man in her arms and complained in a resentful tone.
“Mister Priest, say something!”
Chen An stirred but only let out an unintelligible mumble.
Eileen blinked, then realized that in her excitement, she had pressed the young man’s head into her chest.
He couldn’t speak even if he wanted to.
So, she quickly moved aside, and Chen An finally got to breathe fresh air.
Of course, even if he were suffocated for a while longer, he, a dignified cultivator, wouldn’t be suffocated to death.
He frowned slightly and didn’t dwell on Eileen’s rudeness. Instead, he said softly, “Eileen, put me down first.”
His tone was gentle. With Luo Cong’an as a cautionary tale, he was much more experienced in handling such situations now.
But Eileen clearly didn’t obey as he expected.
If it were Selena here today, she would probably have complied immediately, but it was Eileen who came.
The girl’s rebellious nature had been evident since childhood.
Instead of letting go, she held him even tighter.
The woman stared fixedly at the young man and asked, “Mister Priest, is that really true, as she says?”
“Is she truly your… wife?”
By the end, Eileen seemed to have calmed down, her tone peaceful, as if she were just asking a casual question.
Chen An immediately denied it, “Of course not.”
He turned his head to look at Luo Cong’an and subtly shook his head, signaling her not to be impulsive.
He said, “Cong’an, don’t mess around.”
To be honest, Chen An himself was bewildered by how things had developed to this point.
His initial thought was to quietly live a life of his own.
But he didn’t expect the system to play such a huge joke on him.
It was just as the saying goes, you never know which will come first, tomorrow or the unexpected.
Chen An’s words reached Luo Cong’an’s ears.
Her eyes flickered, and her lips parted as if she wanted to say something.
But in the end, she held back, remained silent, and simply blocked their path.
She didn’t want to meddle in too many things and didn’t care what relationship the big moth had with the Mister.
She had only one thought: she would never watch the Mister leave her again.
An invisible aura spread through the air.
The atmosphere fell into a brief stalemate for a moment.
Everyone fell silent, neither willing to speak first.
A moment later, Chen An broke the silence and said, “Eileen, be obedient.”
This time, his tone became slightly stern.
Eileen bit her lip, her expression flickering.
Finally, after weighing the situation in her heart, she chose to endure for the time being.
She was merely a projection herself now, her divine authority less than ten percent effective, and she was also limited by the laws of this world.
She didn’t have much confidence in forcibly taking Mister Priest away.
Moreover, the main reason was this crazy woman who claimed to be Mister Priest’s student; she was unpredictable.
If she were in her full power, she naturally wouldn’t have bothered with this ant.
But in the current situation, it was hard to say if she could win…
Well, she would endure for now!
When the laws of this world are further relaxed, and when her true form can personally descend.
Then she would let this crazy woman know what cruelty was!
At that time, she would definitely tie her to a cross and judge her properly!
See if she would dare to disrupt her reunion with Mister Priest again.
With these thoughts clarified, Eileen suddenly broke into a smile.
She retracted her black wings from behind and descended from mid-air with an elegant posture.
She placed the young man on the ground, no longer holding him, but she held one of his hands.
She gripped it very, very tightly.
The woman put on a docile expression and mumbled softly.
“Mister Priest, how could Eileen not listen to you…”
“After all, I’m not a bad woman who misses her own Mister.”
Not far away, Luo Cong’an, who had also landed, felt her eyelids twitch.
The hand holding her long sword trembled slightly.
Her fists clenched.
But thinking that the Mister was still in the other’s hands, she could only choose to endure for the time being.
She thought resentfully, “One day, I’ll tear off all of this big moth’s wings!”
Both sides harboring the same thought, their gazes met in the air, and with a cold snort, they tacitly looked away.
With the gunpowder smell filling the air, if it weren’t for Chen An acting as a lubricant, they would have already engaged in a real fight.
Returning to the ground and feeling the solid ground beneath her feet, Chen An took a deep breath.
He thought for a moment, then looked at Eileen beside him.
“Come with me. I have some questions for you.”
After speaking, he turned to look at Luo Cong’an.
Luo Cong’an was still in her familiar simple daoist robe, her long hair falling like a waterfall to her shoulders.
Her tall stature, coupled with her unusual red eyes, made her exceptionally eye-catching just standing there.
Seeing Chen An look at her, she slightly raised her eyes to meet his gaze.
Chen An said, “Cong’an, wait for me outside for a while.”
Even caught between the two, the young man’s expression had not fluctuated much.
He maintained a calm and composed demeanor, holding the initiative in the situation.
Of course, this was under the condition that neither side used force.
Luo Cong’an remained silent, neither agreeing nor refusing.
“Give me some time.”
The young man’s calm words echoed again.
This time, Luo Cong’an lowered her head, her expression hidden from everyone.
The figure in green turned around.
(End of this chapter)
