Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 435: Farewell!
“Little Sweet... Little Sweet...” Chu Yang forced a tragic smile and said, “I never expected that I, Chu Yang, would end up owing such a debt of affection!”
Tie Butian felt his voice choking him up and quickly cleared his throat, coughing a few times before saying, “Chu Imperial Seat, this is something beyond our control.”
“Something beyond our control?” Chu Yang laughed bitterly.
Tie Butian felt a tearing sensation in his heart; he held back his emotions and managed to smile faintly.
Wu Qianqian lowered her head in sorrow, feeling an infinite bitterness in her heart, unsure whether it was for Tie Butian or for herself.
“Where is she buried?” Chu Yang took a deep breath and said, “I want to pay my respects.” He smiled faintly, “No matter if I’ve seen her or what she looked like... this woman was the first in my life!”
The first woman in this life?
Tie Butian's eyes brightened. “At that time, chaos reigned, and the entire mountain was engulfed in flames, all while being under constant siege from the Golden Horse Knights Hall…”
“I understand.” Chu Yang nodded lightly. Then he turned around, hands behind his back, looking up at the starry sky, murmuring softly, “Little Sweet... Little Sweet... I will never forget you in this life!”
The three of them remained silent for a long time.
“The war in the lower three days has ended, and Iron Cloud is about to dominate the world. I should be leaving,” Chu Yang’s tone was somewhat desolate. Going to the middle three days was something he had longed for, but for some reason, just mentioning leaving this place caused a sharp pain in his heart.
“You’re leaving?” Tie Butian and Wu Qianqian asked simultaneously, both looking up at him.
“Yes.” Chu Yang did not turn around, speaking gently.
The two women felt a sense of loss at the same time, unable to find words. Though they knew this day would eventually come, when faced with it, they felt helpless, their hearts racing, and their spirits seemed to drift away.
“Your Majesty, please... take good care of Qianqian!” Chu Yang spoke with his back turned, his voice low.
“Rest assured about this!” Tie Butian gritted her teeth, taking a breath, “Once I ascend to the throne, Qianqian will be my empress!”
“Empress?!” Chu Yang was taken aback, spinning around in disbelief, looking at the two of them, “You both...”
Wu Qianqian smiled sadly and said, “So you don’t need to worry about me.”
Chu Yang gazed deeply at her for a long time, finally exhaling slowly, unsure of the feeling in his heart, a mixture of emotions, and eventually said with difficulty, “Since that’s the case, then I... can rest easy.”
Wu Qianqian felt a pain in her heart and quietly asked, “When will you leave? I want to see you off.”
“Why the need to see me off?” Chu Yang replied lightly, “It’s unnecessary.”
“No, I must see you off,” Wu Qianqian insisted, shaking her head resolutely, her voice filled with sorrow. “I still have to take on the position of Chu King of Hell that you left behind. Now that the real King of Hell is leaving, how can this imposter not see you off?”
“Chu King of Hell... haha...” Chu Yang laughed hoarsely, then said after a long pause, “Tomorrow morning, I will leave here and head to Sky Tower to see that Little Sweet who once gave everything for me... then I’ll head straight to the entrance of the middle three days from there…”
“Tomorrow... so early...” Tie Butian swayed slightly.
“Haha...” Chu Yang laughed lightly, “Is there really any attachment left in the lower three days?” He shook his head gently, bitterly smiling, “None, none at all…”
Both women felt a pang in their hearts, their noses tingling. Was there really no attachment? Truly none? Do you know... what you are leaving behind? What you are taking with you?
After a moment, Chu Yang turned around and said, “Take care, haha...” Then he soared into the air, his black robe fluttering in the wind, making a swooshing sound as he leapt down from the mountain peak.