Chapter 148: Chapter Sixty-Five, The One They Like (Monthly Ticket Bonus)
“Xiao Han, you’ve stirred up old sorrows.”
“Whimper…”
The Little Fox nestled her head into Ye Changsheng’s embrace.
Ye Changsheng had experienced a tragedy in his childhood. Demonic Cultivators had massacred his hometown, and he was later saved and taken away by his Master.
This was the version Zhong Yanhan had heard from Ye Changsheng. She hadn’t expected him to carry such a heavy past.
“Whimper?”
“I don’t understand the Demon Race language… Forget it, let’s go back today. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”
Ye Changsheng rubbed the Little Fox’s head, and as if on a stroll, he left the bamboo forest behind Azure Peak.
“If possible, I hope I’ll be single for the rest of my life.”
…
After returning, Zhong Yanhan pondered for a long time. She didn’t sleep all night, tossing and turning.
Her mind was filled with Ye Changsheng’s words.
He was a deeply wounded youth, beyond despair. It would be too difficult for him to open his heart to other girls.
If Zhong Yanhan were in his shoes, she would probably feel that she would be alone for life and would never date again.
Regarding the question she had asked Ye Changsheng, Zhong Yanhan had already reached a conclusion in her heart.
He appeared casual and polite to everyone on the surface, but his core was as hard and cold as ice.
After all…
A living person could not overcome someone who had passed away.
He would not like any girl.
“Hmm, that’s not right…!”
Zhong Yanhan turned over again.
“Why do I care so much about him!
Who Ye Changsheng likes has nothing to do with me!
He and I are just cooperating, just cooperating!”
Zhong Yanhan muttered to herself, sitting up from the bed, as if explaining to someone.
But there was clearly no one around.
“But, seeing Changsheng and Lu Yue… together makes me uncomfortable, and Changsheng also has a betrothed wife, who is said to be a very, very cute girl.”
Zhong Yanhan felt a lump in her throat.
Ye Changsheng was a scoundrel with too many girls around him.
He was a cold, heartless, insidious, and cruel person.
She was a little scared, what if Ye Changsheng disdained her?
If Ye Changsheng’s abilities were revealed, with his cultivation and talent, he would be sought after everywhere, cherished by all.
But if her own abilities were revealed, it would be a death sentence… The threats they faced were different.
She was just a useful tool, to be discarded at any time.
A sense of crisis brewed in the Demon Girl’s heart.
“I need to find a way to prevent this situation.”
…
The next day, the usual training continued.
However, Ye Changsheng felt that Zhong Yanhan was a bit different today.
She seemed… filled with some kind of determination?
“Xiao Han, let’s continue with today’s lesson,” Ye Changsheng said.
“Mhm,” Zhong Yanhan nodded.
“Then come, try to resist this Sword Intent.”
Ye Changsheng plunged his standard iron sword into the ground and infused it with Sword Intent.
The standard iron sword trembled slightly, emitting a ringing sound, and the invisible Sword Intent stirred up a gust of wind, making the bamboo forest behind Azure Peak rustle.
“Mmm…”
Zhong Yanhan drew her weapon, the Han Yuan Sword, which Ye Changsheng had repaired.
She gripped the Han Yuan Sword with both hands and drove her Sword Intent, but she couldn’t withstand the first wave and knelt on the ground, unable to lift her head.
Ye Changsheng yawned lazily.
“After eating, I feel like exercising. I’ll go for a walk first, and I’ll be back later—”
“Wait!” Zhong Yanhan called out to Ye Changsheng.
“Xiao Han, why is your fighting spirit so strong today?”
“I… I have something to say.”
Zhong Yanhan, while maintaining her consciousness amidst the powerful Sword Intent, looked at Ye Changsheng:
“Changsheng, can you promise me one thing?”
“No, it doesn’t sound like a good thing.”
“Mmm…!” Zhong Yanhan was surprised by Ye Changsheng’s blunt refusal and looked wronged.
Ye Changsheng walked to the standard iron sword and placed his hand on the hilt, amplifying the Sword Intent.
Zhong Yanhan immediately felt a tightness in her chest, her blood flow slowing down, and the oppressive force of the Sword Intent multiplied exponentially.
“If you can still hold on when I get back from my walk, I’ll listen to your request.”
“…You definitely will listen,” Zhong Yanhan said, biting her lip.
“Xiao Han, don’t get too arrogant.”
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As if deliberately trying to put Zhong Yanhan in her place, Ye Changsheng further increased the Sword Intent.
Zhong Yanhan trembled all over. The Han Yuan Sword clattered to the ground, and she fell to the ground again, back to square one.
She had thought that she had gradually caught up to Ye Changsheng’s Sword Intent over the past few days and could withstand it.
It turned out that Ye Changsheng had been holding back all along.
This was actually quite unreasonable, and Ye Changsheng crushed Zhong Yanhan’s confidence again.
She felt like she was suffocating, her five senses dimming.
Ye Changsheng seemed to say something else, but Zhong Yanhan didn’t hear it.
Then, in her blurred vision, the young man’s footsteps gradually receded.
Meanwhile, Zhong Yanhan began her own perseverance. She had decided that even if she died here today, she would make Ye Changsheng listen to her request.
…
Zhong Yanhan recalled something.
Her sister was about to get married, but the groom was not the one her sister liked.
The young Zhong Yanhan had run over and asked why her sister had to marry that demon.
At that time, Zhong Yanhan’s sister smiled helplessly and stroked her ears.
“Xiao Han, the world isn’t as perfect as in stories; things don’t always go as you wish,” her sister said.
Zhong Yanhan didn’t understand, “But, Sister clearly likes someone else…”
“Then let me ask you a question, Xiao Han, if you had to choose between the person you like and the person who likes you, which would you choose?”
“Did Sister choose the latter option?”
“Yes, I’d rather choose someone who likes me…”
Zhong Yanhan lowered her head, pondered for a long time, and didn’t answer.
It wasn’t until her sister’s wedding day, when she saw her sister’s resigned expression, that she made up her mind.
From now on, she would choose the person she liked.
…
“What’s wrong with this Little Fox today?”
Ye Changsheng hadn’t actually left. He was hidden among the bamboo trees, observing.
If Zhong Yanhan truly couldn’t hold on, he would retract the Sword Intent.
During their usual training, he only used one-tenth of his Sword Intent. Today, on impulse, he increased it to three-tenths.
After all, seeing a proud and confident beautiful girl looking so devastated and questioning herself was too amusing.
“But the Little Fox is so persistent today. She’s on the verge of collapsing, yet she’s still holding on.”
Fine.
Ye Changsheng jumped down and walked in front of Zhong Yanhan.
“Are you still conscious?”
Zhong Yanhan slightly raised her head, her eyes unfocused.
“What is your request? Let me hear it,” Ye Changsheng said, retrieving the standard iron sword. The Sword Intent dissipated.
Zhong Yanhan stood up and staggered towards Ye Changsheng, her steps unsteady, and she bumped into him.
Ye Changsheng caught a refreshing, pleasant fragrance.
Her entire body was soaked with sweat, her clothes clinging semi-transparently to her fair skin. The tantalizing allure made the young girl’s delicate body even more captivating.
She was soft and yielding, just begging to be playfully manhandled.
Foxes were truly terrifying.
“Changsheng, if I gain your approval, will you take me as your disciple?” Zhong Yanhan said in a low voice.
“…”
“I want… for you to be my Master.”
