Ouyang Feng’s gaze turned cold, "Is this a threat?"
"This is not a threat," Brother Ma shook his head, "It’s a fact, like your good brother who is dull-witted but easily trusts others..."
Ouyang Feng’s eyes were as sharp as a sword, exuding traces of killing intent.
"Was it your hand in the last incident? Did you send Little Wood to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?"
"You truly cannot fool Brother Feng," Brother Ma smiled slightly, not denying it, "But Brother Feng, you should be clear that it’s fortunate I acted, so I can still rember so old ties. If it had been soone else, Junior Brother Mu would likely have t a bad end by now."
Ouyang Feng said nothing, just looked coldly at Brother Ma.
Brother Ma paused for a mont, then sincerely advised:
"Brother Feng, the power of the Young Masters’ Pavilion is too great and fathomless, even you don’t know exactly what figures are inside. Any Elder, Supervisor, or Taoist Court Inspector you encounter might secretly be from the Young Masters’ Pavilion. If they truly target you, you won’t be able to defend against it."
Ouyang Feng’s face looked increasingly unpleasant, "So, even the legitimate lineage from Hundred Flower Valley, you dare to touch?"
Brother Ma said helplessly, "Her situation... is sowhat special. Originally, we didn’t dare to act against her, but she was unaware of her own good fortune and fell into this quagmire herself. We can’t be blad for it. Furthermore, this is the fate between you two..."
Brother Ma glanced at Ouyang Feng, "You two are familiar, your family statuses match, and you are a talented pair. In this Rouge Boat, it just happens to serve as your ’bridal chamber’ for sealing the union."
"As for parental orders and the words of matchmakers, these formalities can be arranged later."
"After tonight, you will be a perfect match, and the Ouyang and Hua families will certainly be pleased to see it happen."
Ouyang Feng appeared indifferent, "Qianqian and I have known each other since childhood, I only see her as a sister, and I don’t want to harm her."
"How can this be harm?" Brother Ma frowned, "With a groom like Brother Feng, she should be delighted, how do you know she doesn’t secretly wish for it?"
"Those who know the tis are wise, Brother Feng, why be so stubborn..."
No matter how he spoke, Ouyang Feng remained determined, unmoved.
Seeing he could not sway him, Brother Ma said helplessly, "Fine... "
He shook his head and placed a Pill on the table, "I know you have reservations, so I specially prepared this Pill for you."
"Take this Pill, and you’ll forget everything, without any worries, surrendering your mind and body to instinct, and enjoying the night."
"Upon waking tomorrow, you’ll have a Golden Jade Marriage, limitless prospects, and many ’like-minded’ Taoist Friends..."
"Like-minded?" Ouyang Feng sneered, "More like to wallow in the mire together, right?"
"It doesn’t matter," Brother Ma said, "In this world, what justice is there really? As long as people co together, they all seek their own interests, and so-called like-mindedness is rely wallowing in the mire together."
Ouyang Feng was slightly angry.
Seeing this, Brother Ma lost patience, his attitude gradually cooled, and he said lightly:
"Brother Feng, don’t bla for not reminding you, the Young Master favors you, but you aren’t indispensable."
"The matter with Junior Sister Hua is the sa, if you don’t want to be the ’groom’ tonight, naturally soone else will step in."
"A legitimate daughter of the Great Sect, with good talent, looks, pure as jade."
"Such beauty, who knows how many desire her, such an opportunity, who knows how many vying for it."
"Listen to , take the Pill and do what’s needed, it benefits everyone, otherwise..."
Brother Ma coldly laughed, "This delicate flower might be picked by soone else, enduring who knows how much humiliation tonight."
Ouyang Feng’s face turned pale.
"I’ll give you an hour to consider it, swallow the Pill, and everything will naturally fall into place, or else you will regret it for a lifeti."
After speaking, Brother Ma turned and left.
Inside the room, only Ouyang Feng was left.
He sat desolately at the tea table, staring at the Pill on the table, as if he’d lost his soul.
He knew in his heart, tonight’s matter was a "pledge of allegiance."
As long as he took this Pill, from now on he would walk down another path, one he could never return from.
Seemingly glamorous but corrupt.
Seemingly with bright prospects but devoid of righteousness, betraying his own heart, reduced to a dog, doing unclean things for others all his life.
How can one without a Taoist Heart ever ascend the Great Dao?
Ouyang Feng’s mood grew increasingly bitter.
But if he does not take it...
The gigantic Young Masters’ Pavilion, nurous unknown dangers, the revival of the Sect, the safety of his relatives, and Junior Sister Qian...
One after another, each weighed upon Ouyang Feng’s heart.
Ouyang Feng’s face grew even paler, his originally rigid back bent slightly.
He is Heaven’s Chosen Son, bearing the expectations of the Sect and his parents, normally maintaining the role of "Big Senior Brother," caring for his peers, nurturing Junior Brothers and Sisters.
Starting from childhood, he resolved to carry the revival of the Sect upon his shoulders.
But he is also just a youth of twenty-five or six, burdened with too many expectations and responsibilities, he too feels exhausted and unable to cope, yet he cannot express them.
Now, matters of the Young Masters’ Pavilion weigh upon his heart, leaving him powerless, even unable to reveal a hint of it to others.
This matter feels like the last straw crushing his heart.
Ouyang Feng’s mindset began to gradually collapse.
anwhile, the faint aura of the Evil God perating around began to exploit the void, corroding his will, clouding his Taoist Heart.
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