Chapter 296: Punishment
Eileen’s whisper left Chen An momentarily stunned.
He couldn’t help but turn his head to glance at her perfectly delicate features.
“What’s wrong, dear Priest? Am I wrong?”
“One plus one is greater than two, you know.”
Eileen’s tone was particularly soft and seductive at that moment, her eyes twinkling as if she thought of something amusing, her cheeks slightly flushed.
Chen An sighed.
“Alright, Eileen, you can put me down now.”
“No.”
Eileen immediately rejected him, shaking her head like a rattle.
Such a hard-won opportunity—how could she give it up so easily?
If Luo Cong’an knew Eileen’s thoughts at this moment, she would surely be quaking with anger.
After all, she had unconsciously considered Eileen to be on her side, not realizing this teammate was always thinking of making a run for it.
Seeing that sweet talking wouldn’t work, Chen An took a deep breath, pretending to look stern, and brought out the authority he had back in the day.
“Eileen, behave.”
“Don’t force me to punish you.”
Chen An felt that perhaps his overly easygoing attitude during this time had gradually eroded his authority.
So he intentionally said that.
However, Eileen’s response caught him off guard.
She had keenly picked up on the keyword in Chen An’s words: “punish.”
The thought of that word inevitably made her wander back to that dark room in the manor.
In that dank and confined atmosphere were bloodstained torture instruments, and there stood a tall wooden cross, burdened by muffled cries of pain, hosting a particularly special memory for her at that time.
Especially the delicate little iron balls scattered on the ground, along with those instruments glinting with a terrifying cold light…
All of it made her already slightly flushed face turn even redder.
“Punishment…”
The woman bit her lip, lowering her gaze to the young man in her arms, her expression becoming somewhat dreamy.
Her tempting red lips playfully quirked up as she replied, “Alright then, please make sure to properly punish Eileen, dear Priest…”
As she matured, the changes she experienced weren’t just in her appearance and body; they also included bold words she had never dared to utter before.
Chen An’s face twitched uncontrollably.
If it weren’t for her familiar aura and appearance, he would find it hard to associate this Eileen with the girl who used to call him a pervert.
She was a stranger; too much of a stranger!
Well, actually, thinking back, it seemed that Eileen had been very off since the first day she appeared at Courtyard Four Branch.
But no matter what, Chen An could not just stand by and watch Luo Cong’an and Mu Sanniang fight.
He had no idea who would get hurt first, but one thing was certain—Blue Star’s fragile ecology was not going to last long.
Though he usually acted indifferent to everything, Blue Star was the place where he had originally lived, so he naturally couldn’t stand by and do nothing.
So he changed his wording.
“I’m going to be angry.”
The young man’s tone was not heated; he calmly stated those five words.
He did not elaborate on the possible consequences or the disasters that might arise.
Because he knew what was important to the woman before him.
Sure enough, after saying that, he could distinctly feel Eileen’s arms around him tremble slightly.
“Dear Priest…”
The woman lowered her eyes, her expression suddenly dropping.
On her picturesque face blossomed a sorrow that made one feel pity.
Chen An took notice and felt a slight tightening in his heart.
If he didn’t have to resort to such a despicable method, he certainly would not have chosen to force them into submission.
“You don’t have to be angry. I’ll let you down.”
Her tone was tinged with an indescribable grievance and sadness.
But in the end, she obediently listened, no longer insisting on forcibly taking Chen An away.
Chen An let out a breath of relief, watching the woman’s desolate and aggrieved demeanor soften his heart as he quietly reassured her, “Thank you, Eileen.”
“Give me some time; I’ll handle it well.”
Having said that, he turned to walk toward the eye of the storm.
A delicate white hand reached out, gently tugging at the corner of his clothing.
Chen An turned back to see Eileen looking down, saying, “Then, dear Priest…”
“Could you promise Eileen one request?”
“Sure.”
Without waiting for her to finish, Chen An decisively agreed.
The situation was urgent and left him no room for thought.
However, just to be safe, he added a caveat.
“As long as it’s not about making me go with you.”
Having said that, Chen An did not linger and turned to leave.
Behind him, those twelve giant wings gradually retracted, revealing the woman’s curvaceous figure beneath her black dress.
And there was a faint smile playing at her lips.
…
…
“Boom!”
Up ahead, another violent noise erupted.
Caught in the raging wind and torrential rain, Chen An looked up to see chaos all around him.
During the time he had delayed, the courtyard had already been devastated by the aftermath of the battle between the two.
The towering peaks on either side trembled intermittently, showering down a cascade of debris.
It seemed this was already the result of Luo Cong’an and Mu Sanniang suppressing their power.
Even now, the techniques they had truly unleashed were only at the level of Nas cultivators.
But as time passed and the young man’s figure faded away, the center of the storm visibly grew more chaotic.
The sky swirled with fierce winds, whipping up thousands of suspended silver threads.
The threads were like sharp blades, emitting a chilling whirring sound.
Above, thick black clouds gathered into a mass, and within them brewed a colossal silver dragon dozens of feet thick.
However, that eye-popping lightning never dared to strike down.
Perhaps the heaven’s will knew that regardless of who was fighting, neither side was something it could provoke.
If it truly dared to strike, it might end up being the next target.
Fortunately, a certain young man’s silhouette finally reappeared amidst the downpour.
If it could be materialized, it would surely kneel before the young man, begging him to cease his divine powers. This place is far too insufficient for them to fight!
Blue Star had just begun to experience the revival of spirit energy; in front of the two who had already achieved various “world-traversing” feats, it felt like a passing dog that got kicked for no reason.
And the key was that it didn’t dare to make a sound…
The strong wind swept across the ground, raising countless dust and obscuring the figures of the two at the storm’s center.
Chen An could only rely on the series of explosive sounds to barely discern their specific locations.
He stepped forward, and his clothes were soon torn by the fierce winds, disintegrating into tattered strips.
In contrast, his skin began to suffer from the aftermath of the battle.
His skin cracked open in thin lines, blood beginning to ooze uncontrollably.
That bright red hue stood out sharply against his fair skin.
Much like the method he had used to deal with Eileen.
Chen An knew very well what mattered most to them.
It was either to stop or continue fighting.
To injure this boy who was moving forward in the wind and rain.
