The way of a gentleman is profound and refined.
âSure,â Si Fuqing was momentarily stunned, then nodded, âLet me take off my bag first so it doesnât poke you.â
She removed her bag and then extended her arms, embracing him. She apologized again, âIâm sorry for making you worry.â
Yu Xihengâs body trembled slightly.
Her embrace was soft and warm, like a gentle evening breeze or an ethereal white cloud, carrying a comforting strength.
Yu Xiheng closed his eyes, the violent aura within him gradually subsiding.
It seemed only by holding her could he feel her presence was real.
Time passed quietly and beautifully.
After an indeterminate period, he released her and straightened up.
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âFeeling better?â Si Fuqing asked, looking up at him.
âYes.â Yu Xiheng smiled faintly, âLetâs go home.â
Si Fuqing stood up and shouldered her bag, âLetâs go, Ningning and the others must be worried.â
**
Elsewhere.
After confirming that Si Fuqing had no hidden issues in her body, YUAN Mingchi finally let her leave.
He went to a bar, slowly mixed a few drinks, then carefully cleaned his long sword, and changed into a new set of plain ancient-style clothes before setting off again.
The dawn light was just breaking, the horizon tinged with white.
The Fujisan estate remained shrouded in gloom and despair.
It was in this atmosphere that YUAN Mingchi stepped into the Fujisan residence for the second time.
His new attire made him look like a young man who had walked out of an ancient scroll.
But to those who had seen him use Yamata no Orochi to attack earlier, he appeared as a true demon from the underworld.
The guards holding their weapons had trembling legs.
It had only been a few hours, yet YUAN Mingchi had returned!
He had already taken the Lady of Luck; what more could he want?
YUAN Mingchi, with his hands behind his back and a clear smile, said calmly, âYou canât stop me, and I wonât take your lives. Get lost.â
The guards exchanged glances, seeing the fear in each otherâs eyes.
They were employed by the Fujisan family, but now that the family was in dire straits, they knew they were no match for YUAN Mingchi.
Upon hearing his words, the guards fled in a panic.
YUAN Mingchi continued walking inside, somewhat surprised.
Someone had attacked the Fujisan family after he had left?
But it didnât matter; it had been part of his plan anyway.
By this time, several ancestors of the Fujisan family had been alarmed and emerged from seclusion.
With Yamata no Orochi present, they stood no chance against YUAN Mingchi.
âYUAN Mingchi!â The Fujisan family ancestor roared, his eyes bloodshot, âHave you forgotten that the Free State cannot interfere with other regions? Do you want to destroy the Fujisan family and face the Holy Light Tribunal?!â
The Holy Light Tribunal was not a place anyone could enter lightly. Those who went in rarely came out unscathed.
Even though YUAN Mingchi was the fifth disciple of the Cloud Summit, his killings could not escape the Tribunalâs punishment.
YUAN Mingchi, however, didnât even flinch, âI donât care.â
The Fujisan family ancestor was horrified.
YUAN Mingchi had gone mad?!
At that moment, a cold voice rang out, devoid of any emotion.
âIf he canât do it, how about I try?â
It was a woman dressed in a tight black combat suit, carrying a long sword on her back.
As she drew her sword, a chilling light flashed, and a second wave of cold energy enveloped the room.
This energy felt familiar to YUAN Mingchi.
The Tsurugi Sword!
Kusonoki Akatsuki.
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