Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Former Fiancée

The woman in his arms is deathly pale. There’s crusted dust across her face, the eyes that were just closed seem like they will remain that way for a long time, not waking up.

Yan Haotian could bear it no longer. He raises his head to look anxiously towards Muyan.

He opens his mouth, “ah ah”.

Ever since he had reported an enormous hatred back in the Ghost City’s Beast Fighting Colosseum, Yan Haotian has been grave, stern and indifferent. He rarely makes even so much as a sound.

But right now, he seems to be frantic, his eyes are turning red.

Muyan jests: “Didn’t you say you don’t know this?”

With both hands, Yan Haotian carries the woman and he plops down to a kneel, a pleading expression filling his eyes.

Muyan lightly sighs: “Let’s go. Take her back, I’ll help her.”

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On the couch, the woman slowly opens her eyes.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

She’s muddle-headed at first, before she abruptly jolts up.

“Finally awake?” a clear and euphonious voice suddenly speaks up.

The woman’s head whips to the side, and she sees a young lady wearing white bedclothes. The other has a book on her hands while she sits by the candle flame, absent-mindedly staring at her.

Under the candlelight, the young lady’s countenance is shadowy, ethereal like an immortal. Simply looking would make others feel a sense of shame from their inferiority.

The woman lowers her head in sadness, the color of loneliness fills her face.

“Do tell, what’s your relationship with Yan Haotian? What do you want to do by following us the whole way today?”

The woman tenses her neck, coldly saying: “My relationship with Haotian, why should I tell you?”

Muyan smirks, calm eyes looking at her, “It’s just that he’s my subordinate now.”

Gah–?!

The woman is struck dumb, “You... you two aren’t together? Not... that kind of relationship?”

After the shock, she’s visibly ecstatic.

A bright and beautiful smile rises to the surface of the woman’s face, adding a tender beauty to her originally pale complexion.

“Oh? What did you think our relationship was?” Muyan’s mouth curls up into a funny smile, “I really didn’t think that there’s actually someone who likes Yan Haotian, that chunk of wood.”

The woman’s expression turns cold, she lowers her voice: “Haotian, he’s very good!”

Soon after, she eases her tone until it sounds almost pleading: “Please tell me where Haotian is right now? Can I see him? How has he been all these years?”

“Before asking about him, shouldn’t you tell me your identity first?” Muyan says.

The woman stares blankly, then she wipes away her tears. She slowly says: “My name is Feng Haitang, Yan Haotian’s former fiancée.”

With the woman’s story, Muyan finally understands the whys and wherefores of the whole thing.

As it turns out, Feng Haitang and Yan Haotian grew up together as childhood sweethearts.

Their families have already arranged the two of them to marry.

However, just half a year before the Yan family was ruined, the Feng family suddenly requested to withdraw the pair’s wedding contract.

A marriage contract was even quickly drawn out for Feng Haitang and another man.

At the time of the incident, Feng Haitang was following her master’s travels, she knew nothing about dissolving her engagement nor the new marriage contract.

When she came back, don’t even say anything about the marriage with Yan Haotian, even the Yan family itself was ruined and exterminated.

Having said that, Feng Haitang firmly clenches her fists, her eyes are filled with tears of remorse, “My parents told me that the Yan family had been exterminated, and that Yan Haotian had already died then. But I absolutely didn’t believe it, in no way did I believe that Haotian would die like that. So despite my parent’s objections, I secretly ran away from home, searching all over the north and south sides of the Yangtze River. I was only able to hear news about him once I arrived at the Xia’an State of Chi Yan.”