Published: March 8, 2025
Chapter 158: Where is the Heart?
Night Wàngrán and Xiao Zhèn both felt a sense of unease.
The Wind Sovereign's disciple, with national beauty and heavenly fragrance, was stunning enough to leave even the two men, who were in their prime, speechless. If any of the wayward heirs from their families caught sight of her, it would be inevitable for them to have some inappropriate thoughts or make flirtatious remarks.
But to have the family patriarch personally apologize for such matters...
First, it seemed a bit unjust.
Second, if the patriarch were to apologize, the entire family would undoubtedly suffer repercussions. Especially for the troublemaker... who would become the scapegoat for generations to come...
There would be no chance for redemption in this lifetime, and... they wouldn't even have the chance to die peacefully.
"Once we return, we must strictly order our families to avoid such situations!" The two of them broke into a cold sweat. Simultaneously, they thought of a particular possibility: what if the daring troublemaker was a direct descendant of theirs...
Remembering the patriarch's strict family rules, they shivered.
"Yeah." Feng Yuru nodded quietly and said, "During this time, we should take our disciples to enjoy the scenery in the southeast... Your two families shouldn't cause such a ruckus. The scenery is so beautiful, and if you ruin it, we won’t have anything left to see."
"Yes, yes. We won't fight anymore." The two quickly nodded, sweat beading on their foreheads.
"Take this Black Pine Forest, for instance... How can we enjoy ourselves under these circumstances?" Feng Yuru furrowed her brows slightly and said, "I like beautiful scenery, exquisite mountains, majestic landscapes, clear waters, and lush flowers... If we lose the desire to travel, it’s one thing if I'm unhappy, but if she is unhappy, then both your families will really be in trouble."
The two nodded repeatedly.
They thought to themselves that if Yue Lingxue were unhappy, it was one matter; but if Feng Yuru was unhappy, it was far worse because her displeasure would mean Yue Lingxue would be even more displeased than herself, leading to an even more dire situation for the two families...
Feng Yuru sighed, "Let's go. The air here is rather unpleasant." She turned and said, "Qianqian, come with me."
Dressed in white, she gracefully rose into the air, akin to a fairy.
Behind her, Wu Qianqian, dressed in black, followed suit. The two slender figures quickly vanished from sight.
The two supreme beings let out a sigh of relief, nearly collapsing to the ground.
"That was close," Night Wàngrán said.
"Yeah, really close." Xiao Zhèn wiped his brow.
"Thankfully, it was Feng Yuru who came... and not Yue Lingxue," Night Wàngrán said, still feeling uneasy. "Feng Yuru is known for her good temper and gentleness."
"However, her disciple is anything but gentle. She carries a murderous aura, and although her cultivation level is low, her presence exudes the authority of a higher being, making her seem as if she looks down on the world. If she grows stronger, she could very well become another Yue Lingxue. Even more powerful... what if Yue Lingxue and Feng Yuru teamed up to teach their disciples? My heavens, how could this happen?"
Xiao Zhèn sighed.
Both men sighed in unison.
Then suddenly, Night Wàngrán snapped to attention, leaping forward angrily, "Xiao Zhèn! Our grievances today will definitely be settled one day!"
Xiao Zhèn shouted back, "Night Wàngrán, today I spared you out of respect for the Wind Sovereign!"
As they spoke, both felt a bit awkward.
They huffed at the same time, one heading east and the other heading west, parting ways.
For now, the Ye Family and Xiao Clan would not clash, and neither would the Xiao Clan and Huang Family, as Feng Yuru and Yue Lingxue were in the southeast. For the moment, hostilities would cease.
However, not clashing here did not mean they would not clash elsewhere. The mountains may not move, but the waters do, and ultimately, people will always wander.