I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 964 - 963 Welcome to the Form Blood Space

Xu Zii gave a sheepish smile; this was a topic he struggled to engage with.

"Zimo, I will miss you."

Han Yanrou looked at Xu Zii, this ti not avoiding his gaze like she usually did.

Even though her face was flushed and she nervously bit her lower lip, she still stubbornly stared at Xu Zii unflinchingly.

As if trying to imprint his face deep into her heart.

Seeing that Xu Zii did not reply for a long ti, Han Yanrou turned and waved her hand.

"Alright, I’m going back to sleep now."

The weather was always unpredictable, and the rain that had stopped started to pour once again.

It was unclear whether it was the soundless fall of rain or the sound of rain muffling the soundless tears.

As she turned around, tears fell like a downpour.

"Don’t wake when you leave tomorrow, just go quietly.

I want to sleep in, sleep until the afternoon, and then have another sleep until the day after tomorrow morning.

I’ve been so tired these past few days."

Han Yanrou said as she walked toward her room without looking back.

Xu Zii was silent for a long ti and eventually returned to his own room.

He was not from this world. He always rembered his purpose, which was solely for the Ancient Heavenly Court.

He didn’t need to cause more troubles or even establish contacts with the Form Blood Clan.

Back in his room, Xu Zii lay quietly on the bed.

His perception was very sharp; even without using his eyes, every scene in the courtyard reflected in his mind.

The girl did not go to sleep as she had said.

Instead, she ca out of her room and sat in front of the door, staring unwaveringly at Xu Zii’s room all night.

It wasn’t until dawn, when noise ca from Han Shengxiao’s room, that the girl hurriedly stood up and rushed back to her own room.

"Zimo, get up and pack up; the trade caravan is about to set off. Don’t make others wait," Han Shengxiao’s loud voice ca from the courtyard.

Xu Zii also ca out of the house and smiled, "I’m all ready."

"Then let’s go," Han Shengxiao nodded slightly.

Xu Zii turned and took a deep look at that room before quickly following Han Shengxiao to leave.

…

The scale of the trade caravan was decent,

with nearly a hundred people, all dressed in blue robes.

They looked very unified, each one a seasoned traveler.

Han Shengxiao briefly told the person in charge of the caravan, and he gave Xu Zii a horse to ride in the middle of the caravan.

Early in the morning, as the sky was just getting bright, the caravan set off.

The sky was still drizzling, but the caravan could not afford any delay.

Following the mountain road in front of the village, they marched mightily towards the Dark Kingdom.

…

"What do I call you, sir?" Xu Zii looked at the man in blue next to him and asked with a smile.

"Lan Seventy Three," the man in blue replied. Read exclusive adventures at .Côm

Seeing Xu Zii’s confusion, the man explained, "We are all orphans taken in by the Lan Family since we were young, with no nas, only codes."

Xu Zii nodded slightly, "Do you often go to the Dark Kingdom?"

"It’s the business of the trade," the man in blue nodded slightly.

"Then do you know any place there called the Sea of Blood?" Xu Zii asked.

"I’ve never heard of it," the man replied flatly.

Xu Zii sensed that the man wasn’t much for conversation, so he didn’t ask further.

Just then, suddenly, he saw the caravan halt ahead.

There was a commotion coming from the front.

"There are people ahead,"

"Who? Everyone be careful."

Xu Zii steered his horse to the edge of the road and looked up to see what was happening.

At the side of the mountain road, Han Yanrou stood holding an umbrella, her slender figure gazing around, as if looking for soone.

"Everyone, don’t panic, this is my friend," Xu Zii called out anxiously.

He jumped off his horse and, without caring about anything else, ran towards Han Yanrou.

Upon reaching her, he let out a long sigh.

The weather was quite cold, her figure shivering slightly, wearing not much. Her little hands and cheeks were sowhat bluish.

"Why did you co here?" Xu Zii asked.

"Father sent to see you off," Han Yanrou replied with a smile.

"Are you cold?" Xu Zii took her hand, which was ice cold.

Han Yanrou shook her head slightly, "I was cold just now, but not anymore."

He looked at Han Yanrou, silent for a long while before he finally said, "I understand everything, but you should know that I won’t stay here. I don’t even belong here."

"I know, brother Zimo told that you ca here carrying many burdens and must move forward resolutely."

Han Yanrou nodded with a smile, "Father says that a daughter married off is like water splashed out. If you are willing, then let co with you. If not, I will stand here watching, watching your figure disappear from my sight before I return ho, is that alright?"

Hearing Han Yanrou’s words, Xu Zii let out a bitter laugh.

"Brother Han is really posing a difficult question for ."

Han Yanrou looked at Xu Zii, wanting to say, "You don’t have to be distressed."

But she couldn’t say it; she feared that if Xu Zii truly wasn’t distressed, he might really leave.

She would be heartbroken, unable to bear it.

For Han Yanrou, her first half of life was spent among others’ mockery and her odd appearance.

Besides her father and uncle, basically no one else wished to speak with her.

Xu Zii was the first stranger who was willing to be her friend, lighting the third fla in her heart.

Apart from her father and uncle, the third fla.

Often, we do so things without needing reasons.

Just like this moth, knowing well that the fla is out of reach, yet still blindly plunges towards it.

Xu Zii was silent for a long while.

Finally, he asked, "No matter the outco, you won’t regret it?"

"I won’t," Han Yanrou lowered her head, shaking it slightly.

"Let’s head to the Dark Kingdom first; I haven’t found the place I’m looking for yet," Xu Zii said with a smile.

He took Han Yanrou’s hand, leading her back to the horse.

Han Yanrou’s cheeks turned red with shyness, but she pursed her lips and obediently did not resist.

"Young man, let your lady ride in the sedan, she doesn’t seem to be in good health."

A burly man next to the caravan spoke.

Xu Zii looked at him; he seed to be the leader of the caravan.

He thanked him and led Han Yanrou onto the carriage.

"Sleep for a while. When you wake up, we should nearly be at the Dark Kingdom," Xu Zii said.

Han Yanrou nodded.

Xu Zii had her lie on her side with her head resting on his legs.

Perhaps because she was affected by the cold, coupled with not having slept all of last night, once Xu Zii used his Spiritual Energy to dispel the cold, Han Yanrou also fell into a deep slumber in this warmth.

...

Halfway through the journey, a disturbance appeared ahead.

Xu Zii carefully placed Han Yanrou on the carriage’s cotton cushions and stepped out of the sedan.

"Don’t rush, old man is just looking for soone."

As soon as Xu Zii walked out, he saw an elderly man standing at the front of the caravan.

Dressed in a red robe, he grinned at Xu Zii, showing his yellow teeth.

"Welco to the Form Blood Space!"